You are a great partner, they say, in another time - a time that was denied, in many ways, a Game that was played to near completion. Rendered into nothing more but numbers and letters, stats to click up and down as they pleased. Disinterest in NPCs. Disinterest in puzzles. Disinterest in little things such as plot devices.

Their worth, dependent on making Frisk feel less alone.

That cannot be all there is to it. Chara lifts their eyebrows, smooth and controlled.

"Come up with that all on your own?"