"Why did they think that they had to? They... don't sound like they were like me. They could have been kind to you. And... you deserve friends that don't try to hurt you like that."

He fidgets with his fingerbones. His protests are valid, but he's finding, especially with that last point from Frisk, that he doesn't want to complain anymore.

"...I haven't had any, before coming here. So if it's okay... I want to be your friend too."