She may have said it before, but it needs repeating, because they're both so much older than him that the full truth of the matter somehow seems even more impossible than before.

"...oh." The small skeleton nods in comprehension. That actually puts matters into terms he can understand, for entirely the worng reasons. "can you have a lot of owners, then? i think i had a lot of owners, back home."

His life for a while was something of a team effort, even if Gaster provided the start.

"...i don't think i was a pet, though."