[The memories are hazy for her, too. Chalk that up to the alien overlord in her head. But the pain is all too easy to remember. And the fear. The way she laid on the rocky ground, crying, alone after Sans died. The way she could hardly even remember who and where she was.

She's glad that he used audio instead of video. She's not sure how she'd be able to look him in the eye as he says all that; as he takes the blame.]

You did heal me. [Max isn't a great liar even at the best of times. More so now, wracked with guilt and despondent. Although she's not outright lying in this case, she still hides the whole truth- and she's not entirely sure why. Her voice pitches up, and she enunciates her words more clearly than usual.] I-It helped. A lot.

[She clears her throat. When she speaks again her tone is heavier with emotion, more sincere and open.]

I can't-... I don't know what to do, Sans. About these events. And these... rewinds. [She gulps another gasping breath.] I hate how... it's so easy for me to- to hurt you.