She tries not to grip his hand too tightly, tries not to hurt him. Aw, but that's the one thing you're good at!

She focuses on him. If she can do that, the other one should fade. He doesn't, but-- That doesn't matter.

"Everything," she manages, voice shaking, "Everything, Sans-- Sans, nothing changed. Miles said you would come back, he said you would just like the others, but--" How to explain that she's been living with a shadow of him, a gore soaked nightmare?