Still the best father in the world. Mr. Dad Guy to the end. He would always be that kind monster. Always kind and worrying about others before himself. He rubbed his head against the chest of his dad and sighed. He wouldn't be mean to him. He couldn't. He couldn't run away now. He couldn't hide.

"And I'm happy that you're happy. I...I missed you. So much. ...I'm sorry, Dad. I really am. I'm sorry. I didn't want to hurt you or mom. I swear. I'm really sorry I..." Could he say it? Should he say it?

"...Died." He had to. He needed to say it. Needed to let his dad know exactly what he knew. At least, to some extent. He owed Asgore the truth.