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[Sometime during the afternoon, a simple text makes its way onto the network, no picture or video attached.]

 

I'm back from vacation.

Don't worry. It was boring.

-Frisk

[None of which is, precisely, a lie. Thankfully, considering Frisk is just about the worst liar they know.]

[But it's good to be home.]

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[How did Chara have to? ... not exactly. Frisk doesn't really care about that 'how'. They have a pretty good guess, generally. They remember -]

[dragging, twin-snap tension, rigid bones clamped around their fingers notbeating]

[- some of it. And enough experience to know that the Queen plays for keeps. Player 1 has left the game. Enough experience and a flavor of red on the periphery of their memory, but they don't really ca]

[They want to know how Chara fought them. Because they're partners, it's us, blades marked with the same patterns of dust. "Training" sessions that have proven, time and again, that there really aren't many differences between all the kids with knives.]

[Colin looks right at the screen. Frisk looks right back.]

No.

[Whoever - whatever Chara fought, it wasn't them; not what mattered. They would have known. They're sure of it. That's all they need to know.]

But thank you. I'll remember that.