[Even if it's Undyne, even if she might find out anyway - it's not their secret to tell. It's not their past to spill. They're a human; they know things that people maybe wouldn't expect them to know. And they can make that claim to someone small enough to believe it, divorced enough from the context of the Surface to accept it.]
[Reaper Bird sputters, like its caught in the static of a looping tape. Frisk kneels and prays for safety.]
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[Even if it's Undyne, even if she might find out anyway - it's not their secret to tell. It's not their past to spill. They're a human; they know things that people maybe wouldn't expect them to know. And they can make that claim to someone small enough to believe it, divorced enough from the context of the Surface to accept it.]
[Reaper Bird sputters, like its caught in the static of a looping tape. Frisk kneels and prays for safety.]
[* , remembers its conscience.]