[Flowey hmms, not really sure what else to say. He listens to the fire crackle for a while. This conversation has been good, he thinks-- she's given him lots of interesting information and hasn't pried into his own life. That feels like it's becoming increasingly rare.

Maybe he'll pry a little more before she gets the idea.]

... Golly. You can enjoy getting sand in your ears all you want, but you still must miss your friends back home, huh? Not to say that our guildmates are lacking or anything! But it's different.