"Let me DIE!" Flowey screeched, leaning in. "I want you to just KILL ME! I HATE THIS!"
"Flowey, shut up."
"I hate you." He scowled.
"Okay." I shrugged. So what?
"I hate me."
"Flowey." He looked up. "No...Asriel. I know you're in there."
"How do you..."
"Asriel. It's okay. Let me help. I can make you happier."
He let a tear fall.
"Why?"
