After a surprisingly long silence, Papyrus decides to fill in the gap for his brother. The answer seems obvious enough.
"The last one... Was the same one as me! Because, I'm here! And I don't plan to go home, until we find a way to fix everything..."
He hesitates. If the obvious answer were the true one, though, would Sans have trailed off so strangely? Wouldn't he have moved on to some other point? He pushes on.
"Otherwise -- this is too much like a comic book, I can't believe I'm saying this -- otherwise, there'd be another -you- back home! Or, another me??"
How unsettling. To go back home, time rewound so everybody's alive again, the barrier broken so they can live freely on the surface, his story told so he can be popular and respected without bearing the responsibility of their hope... Only for there to be another Papyrus around?
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"The last one... Was the same one as me! Because, I'm here! And I don't plan to go home, until we find a way to fix everything..."
He hesitates. If the obvious answer were the true one, though, would Sans have trailed off so strangely? Wouldn't he have moved on to some other point? He pushes on.
"Otherwise -- this is too much like a comic book, I can't believe I'm saying this -- otherwise, there'd be another -you- back home! Or, another me??"
How unsettling. To go back home, time rewound so everybody's alive again, the barrier broken so they can live freely on the surface, his story told so he can be popular and respected without bearing the responsibility of their hope... Only for there to be another Papyrus around?