[ She was. A past version of Rose resurrected to cause havoc upon Hadriel; she's not that person now, but... she was. No one will ever be able to convince her that it wasn't some small part of her that still lived in the depths, still lurked deep down within. That was still entirely capable of clawing its way back to life. ]
No, [ she says, but, ] I think it was the versions of us... we do our best not to be. So, I don't know, that it was possible to be them. Under the right circumstances, with different outcomes in life. They weren't us, but they could have been. In another lifetime, another reality, whatever you wanna' call it.
[Sometimes that means compromising everything for the sake of others. Not that Sans has ever really bothered to do as such - that would require more work than he's liable to put into anything.]
Seems to me you're makin' do about as well as anyone could.
[ Rose's problem is she's always done for others, never for herself. Even now, she's considering everyone else before herself. But maybe that isn't as bad a thing as she'd been led to believe. ]
Thanks, dude. And thanks for... the talk. We should hang again soon or something. Been a while, I know, but that's my fault.
[He's all but allergic to talking to people about the intricacies of his own fuck-ups and how they pertain to others. Just can't be bothered, most of the time.]
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No, [ she says, but, ] I think it was the versions of us... we do our best not to be. So, I don't know, that it was possible to be them. Under the right circumstances, with different outcomes in life. They weren't us, but they could have been. In another lifetime, another reality, whatever you wanna' call it.
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But they're not.
'Cause last I checked, that ain't you. Last I checked, no one's going missing to get chowed down in secret.
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Maybe she will. ]
No one has. Trust me, you'd know. I was pretty messy in Haven.
But that's how I found my set-up, too, which... Wish I could go back to that, but. That ship's sailed.
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[Sometimes that means compromising everything for the sake of others. Not that Sans has ever really bothered to do as such - that would require more work than he's liable to put into anything.]
Seems to me you're makin' do about as well as anyone could.
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Thanks, dude. And thanks for... the talk. We should hang again soon or something. Been a while, I know, but that's my fault.
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[He's all but allergic to talking to people about the intricacies of his own fuck-ups and how they pertain to others. Just can't be bothered, most of the time.]
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[ A beat. ]
I'll see ya' around, Sans.
[ What a shame that she actually won't. ]
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I'll see ya.
[...what a shame.]