[They hate to admit it, but Asriel is right. They can't ignore the off-chance just because they want their way to be right. Frisk bites their lip, thinking, before they realize...they have their determination back. Maybe they can...?]
I have an idea.
[Frisk closes their eyes, and focuses. It's...farther away, almost. The anchor doesn't feel quite right, and the world itself made in a different way. Things they could never put words to, but that they know deep in their bones. Without that extra power in their SOUL it takes effort and concentration, but they pin the moment into stillness and they can feel the twinkle of a star that doesn't exist.]
[A new FILE, and a new SAVE.]
Th...there. Now we can...if it goes bad, we can come back here an' do it over. An' we'll know how long you've got, so we can go stay with Dad a bit an' then go explorin' on our own before you change. How...how's that?
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[They hate to admit it, but Asriel is right. They can't ignore the off-chance just because they want their way to be right. Frisk bites their lip, thinking, before they realize...they have their determination back. Maybe they can...?]
I have an idea.
[Frisk closes their eyes, and focuses. It's...farther away, almost. The anchor doesn't feel quite right, and the world itself made in a different way. Things they could never put words to, but that they know deep in their bones. Without that extra power in their SOUL it takes effort and concentration, but they pin the moment into stillness and they can feel the twinkle of a star that doesn't exist.]
[A new FILE, and a new SAVE.]
Th...there. Now we can...if it goes bad, we can come back here an' do it over. An' we'll know how long you've got, so we can go stay with Dad a bit an' then go explorin' on our own before you change. How...how's that?