Eliver: *Picks up book and hands it back to Sans* You dropped this Sans......

Sans: *Nervously* T-Thanks kid, I'll uh... *Takes notebook and puts it back inside his jacket* Thanks... 

Eliver: No problem...... *Borrows Flowey from Frisk* Hey, uh, Flowey? Do you know anything about physically creating SOULS? Or is that not even possible? *Pastel narrows an eyebrow*

Flowey: No, I don't, If I did, I would not be like this anymore... But, why don't you ask Sans? He worked on creating artificial SOULS with Gaster... But... I'm not sure if he'll actually talk to you... Honestly, lately he seems to always be avoiding people, hiding in his room, Writing in that notebook of his... Like he's hiding something or trying to hide us from something.... But, y'know, that's just my thoughts... I could be completely wrong...

*They walk into the house, Papyrus walks into the kitchen and smells that the spaghetti has gone bad in only the few hours they were gone, Sans walks up to his room, and Frisk brings Pastel to see Spark and Echo*