Asriel Dreemurr

[Asriel squeezes himself closer, no longer bothering with empty promises that everything's going to be all right.

He's not cut out for being an optimist, after all.]

Hey... let's make a dumb promise.

If or when the time comes that one of us has gotta leave, we'll come get the other, okay? And we'll take my transporter, and go as far as it can possibly go until we find a planet that's just for us. We'll take Frisk and Chara along too.

And... it'll be a nice planet, where we'll find all the people we miss. And we'll just... live there instead. And it'll have everything we could ever want on it.

[No such planet exists, and the both of them know it. It's a childish fantasy, but after everything that's happened... was it really that bad to just indulge in a some make-believe planet?]