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[thechoiceisyours]

[Chris smiles and gives a small wave at the camera when the feed starts, then turns his hand to show Hope's blessing on the back of it.]

So uh, who else got one? And are they all from Hope, or...?

[This is so cool you guys he wants to see who else got what. And for something else slightly less important by still cool--]

Oh, also, my iPhone was up and working for a bit thanks to Pell, and I managed to get some music off it. I'll share on the condition no one makes fun of my taste.

[The last comment is a joke--he's really not going to be too hurt by jabs about his choice in music--but the offer is serious, and attached is a download of the music he's copied off so far. It's kind of a slow process, so there's still more on the phone that he can transfer later.]

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[skelebro]

[He made a promise. He'd hated it, every inch of it, and then he'd spent so long hunting down the source of the temporal displacement, and imagine his slow, tired blink of silent understanding when he realized what it was. Of course it was the same human that walked through the door. Of course the source of the anomalous temporal residuum was the same exact human he'd promised to protect.

This is why he hates making promises. It settled cruelly in his gut, or the lack thereof, for the entirety of that short, desperate trek through Snowdin, and then all the way to the golden-tiled hall.

* so, y'know, it'd really help me out...
* if you kept pretending to be one.

Were they ever on any kind of precipice? Were those the words that pushed them to the other side? How can he know? God, how can he know.

* on days like these, kids like you...

There's no punchline.

Not for this.]