And maybe it's because it's them, even if it's a different them, but Chara hears themselves hissing too. Or maybe they're not as detached from Frisk as the thought. Either way, they press their lips together tightly, hoping that they didn't say anything out loud.

They wish they could ask what an "Amalgamate" is.

The clacking noise continues, moving back and forth in the space behind the door, before slowly coming to a stop.

"So," a new voice says, "You brought a guest."