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Frisk: *They get an idea, and smile innocently* Nice to meet ya, Holly! How're ya doin'? {Mind: It would be brilliant to rip off her wings first~!}

Flowey: I don't feel anything. Are you su- 

Boris: *His eyes are grey, as he's at a loss of HOPE, and he keeps trying to hold back the tears* Fine.

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