[Emporio takes a spoonful of roasted banana, and goes quiet. Most of the time, when this has come up, the question has been- 'but you were a child'. It's the one that makes sense.

The one that highlighted perhaps, just how unfathomable his situation was.

Flowey is the first to focus on the rest of it, perhaps. Not that no one else didn't find it harsh, but.

The firelight enhances contrasts. It casts shadows and shines a strange brilliant light.

Emporio's arms are littered with odd, spiderwebbing scars, like from electricity.

But what's more worrying perhaps...is the clear, smooth, round one at his shoulder.]

...sometimes I wonder, if I could've left. ...maybe it was just the one who killed mom I had to worry about. Maybe...because he didn't know I was there, nothing would have happened.

...but...

...I think, even knowing all the bad, I'm glad I was too scared to try. It meant I met Weather Report, and Anasui. Jolyne, Hermes, and Foo Fighters...and...

[Quieter. Quieter, quieter still.]

....even if the world is probably gone now...it meant that man couldn't sacrifice their souls to trap the rest of the world in hell.

[It's a hypersimplification, yes.

An unintentionally relevant one, perhaps.]