"Do whatever you please." In the end, they both know the only way that will be avoided, is if Chara and Frisk are faster.

There can be no consequences to the non-existent.

...Even then. They think of their first meeting on this world,awake and in front of the campfire. A mask settled over their face- one that's neatly tucked into their backpack, even now.

They wonder if he's also considered their words, from that night. And once again, their gaze is carefully directed away from him, slowly sipping on the last dregs of coconut milk.

"When we find it, Tim- the End.


"You are coming with us, aren't you?"