You walk around Waterfall. Aimless. Without direction.

There is nothing more for you to do.

You have done what the flower has said. You have entertained Alphys and just as expected... nothing else has come of it.

It was just a ploy for the flower to buy more time.

You should make your way back to the castle, you reason, end this for real.

But you will not.

Because there is more for you to do.

You just do not wish to do it.

You are torn. Distraught.

... What shadow of patience still remains within me is worn thin of it.

None of this is new. I have seen it a thousand times before.

You chastise yourself over and over again.

You knew this was a trick from the start and yet you fell for it, you scorn. You gave the flower his chance. You thought, what was the worst that could happen and now here we are once again.

You beating yourself up while I am forced to watch.

At least when your dilemma was about the Reset I could understand it. There was no point in going back but it made sense you would feel the way you felt. It is what I, too, would have felt... if I...

But this. This I do not understand. This I cannot abide by.

You know what there is to do and yet you will not do it. Though I know you will. Your putting it off is a benefit to no one! The conclusion is obvious!

You will speak to him. You will make it right.

"SHUT UP!"

I freeze at your outburst. You are grabbing at the sides of your head and bend forward, as if you are in pain-

"Just shut up..." You break.

And I...

Stay froze.

... You do not talk directly to me often.

I do not know how much you can even hear.

Feel.

All I know for certain is that it is easier for me than it is for you.

Your emotions are infinite and all consuming.

While mine...

"Just shut up.." You repeat.. "It's hard enough without the judgmental ghost in the back of my head..."

... It's not within me to judge...

... I don't think you hear me, though... You simply sit down, head still in your hands..

It's not within me to judge, I have to try again.

And it isn't..

I am only following you.. your lead, and... and from my own memory..

I know you. I know what it is that you will do.

He is your friend and you love him. Therefore, you will always want to make it right...

Why you won't just go do it is what I do not understand.

"I don't know how I want to make it right."

The direct response surprises me again. So does the response itself.

"... what do you even mean by make it right?"

I... do not understand...

An apology, you did not think he was an idiot. A conversation. Not...

Not letting your last memory of him being... an argument... a bitter fight...

... I think it is best if we stopped discussing it.

In fact... it is best we go back to not discussing anything at all.

You do and say nothing. Only wrapping your arms tighter around your head.

And I cannot help but feel the slightest bit... relieved...

I can simply go back to watching. Waiting.

... It is easier than thinking..

Engaging.

There is no point to it, regardless.

You laugh and I once again freeze as you lift your head.

"Oh what a tangled web we weave..." You breathe..

And I... do not understand...

I am not working to deceive anyone...

You laugh again.

"Of course not."

It is a stunning revelation to have.. It fills me with genuine... surprise.

For all that I know you... You know me... too.