Chara stared in shock down at Sans's limp body. What had just happened? She had tortured him until he was barely conscious from the pain, but he had kissed her so lovingly.

She swallowed and pulled out of Sans, setting him carefully against the wall.

Sans blinked weakly. Everything hurt. He opened his eye-sockets wider and saw Chara sitting a few feet away from him.

"Why?" She asked. She still hadn't moved. "Why did you do that?"

Sans blinked. His head was still fuzzy and he felt a little sick, but he tried to straighten up as much as possible.

"I.. thought that if I showed you the proper way to love, I could help you. You don't feel emotions the same way normal people do, do you? You're not really alive, so there's an important part of humanity that's gone from you. But I know you can still feel. I know you love me, even though you hurt me. If I showed you the proper way to love, maybe it could help?"

"Will you.. let me help you?" He extended a hand towards her.

Chara stared at it. She wasn't sure what to think. She was scared. No one had ever tried to help her. They always wanted to get rid of her.

"Take it." Frisk's voice said in Chara's head. "He wants to help you, and I think he can."

Frisk and Chara had fought ever since Chara took over control of Frisk's body.

But now, Frisk realised that that wasn't going to solve anything. If they wanted to make things better, they had to help Chara, not fight her.

Chara stared at his hand. Tears began to brim at her eyes. "I-I don't know.."

"Please." Both Sans and Frisk said.

Chara swallowed back her fear.

"Ok." She took his hand.