She woke up with a sickly numb feeling. When she opened her eyes, all she saw was white. She felt the stiffness of a plastic mattress beneath her. Above her, there was a blur of white and blue that solidified into a skeleton.
"...well, this is awkward." said Sans.
He appeared to be in the process of setting something down in the gift pile beside her bed. He hadn't been planning to be the first person she saw when she woke up.
Quinn rubbed at her eyes.
"What happened?" she said.
She felt a sudden wrench in her heart as she remembered Saqui.
"i had to let you get clobbered a bit, kid." said Sans. "so i could film it. i got saqui's speech, and the beat-down. the footage has already landed her, and quade's group in some hot water, if that's any consolation. oh, but i think you have to pay a fine or something, now that they know you were planning to wreck quade's ride."
"...Am I fired?"
"no. it looks like the proof of you letting them beat you up countered the image of your little vengeance plot, or at least enough for undyne to keep you. by the way, self defense is allowed."
"I know. I just hate myself."
"well, don't tell people that. let people think you just learned to be so pacifist you couldn't hurt them. hey."
She looked up at him.
"it'll be okay, dude. now, buck up. your family's here."
"Oh, for fuck's sake-"