Sans and Chara sat in silence for a minute until Toriel walked in. Chara looked at her and started to cry again.
"My child, did I do something?" Toriel asked as she used her healing magic on Chara.
Chara started to sob. Once she was all healed, she curled up in a ball. Toriel stood up and looked to Sans.
"Sans, what should we do with her?" Toriel asked.
"i think that we should take her to alphys's lab. I can shortcut her and I there. tell everyone else to come over. dial alphys for me and tell her," Sans answered.
Toriel nodded and started to walk back through the ruins. Sans sat back down by Chara.
"hey. chara, can you take my hand for a moment?" Sans requested.
"N- no." Chara spoke between sobs.
"why not?" Sans asked.
"Because you need to leave!" Chara said.
"i will not leave you here, chara. please, take my hand," Sans said.
"No. Leave me here! Clear out the ruins! Lock them! Let me stay here and..." Chara yelled.
"what. stay here and what? you were going to say die, weren't you. we need to help you, chara," Sans said.
Chara looked at Sans and nodded she put out her hand. Sans grabbed it. He shortcut them to Alphys's lab. Chara went to the corner and sat. She clenched her locket. She missed Asriel. She looked down and started to cry. Sans walked over.
"hey. chara. i'm sorry that you feel that way. i want you to feel better than that. i- i care about you. you remind me of..."
"...someone," Sans said. He felt a tear rush down his bony cheek. He wiped it away.
"I also want to feel better..." Chara said, "But I need to know. How much of it do I have over all the timelines?"
"of what?" Sans asked.
"LOVE..." Chara said.
Sans stepped backwards of shock. Chara had thirteen-thousand, three hundred, forty-one levels of violence over all timelines. "you have thr- three-hundred forty-one LOVE over all timelines," Sans lied.
"No. When you said, 'Do you want to have a bad time,' I witnessed myself dying over five-hundred times. You lied. I know you can see it. I know it has to be at least ten-thousand," Chara said.
"you had..." Sans started.
"Well?" Chara asked.
"... thirteen..."
"... thousand, three-hundred..."
"And?"
"... forty-one LOVE," Sans finished. He stood up and walked away.
