That's something to think about. An Asriel who got to grow up.

But not a Chara. They hold the basket tightly against their chest.

"Well..."

It probably won't work. If it does...if it does...

Maybe they'll be able to find a way back for everybody. Maybe they won't be able to come back at all. Maybe they'll forget everything.

They forget to breathe, staring into the black.

Maybe.

Not trying for a good end won't do anything. Turn around, pretend it never happened, and if Kris is gone they'll regret it for the rest of their life. Which, in the Castle, just might be forever.

Frisk's supposed to be a teenager now.

   Yes             No
♥ Yes             No

"Sure."

Furtively glancing up at Kris's face, just once...

...They step forward.