Asriel Dreemurr

[...Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately, Mettaton is quick to dismiss this vision as a fake. Papyrus would never come back.

He's being a fool, feeling these emotions for people who he will never see again. Can someone who hurts others really hope to have a reward waiting? And what a terrible friend he is, to trade the one person who he could still depend on for a phantom of a long-gone flame.]

...What do you see?

[He asks it quietly, hoping that inaction and a flat tone might help break the illusion.]

Whatever it is...unless it's Mettaton, it isn't real. Remember that, honey. I'm your friend, just like you are mine. You're right--this place is doing something terrible.