Sans: No no no... She would never hurt you, Eliver... And if she did, well you know that she wouldn't be in control of herself.... Right now, she's not in control of her thoughts and actions... You know that....
*With Flowey and Pastel*
Flowey: Wh-What are you talking about...? My v-vines are- *He stops when he see's his vines* W-Wait, what...? *A couple of thorns pierce through his stem, Flowey winces in pain a bit* I-I'm not d-doing that! Wh-Why is it doing th-that?! *He looks fearfully at the vines* I-I can't get them off! I-I'm not in control o-of them!
