Sans: Flowey! Are you alright?! *He runs to Flowey, and crouches down to his height* Flowey, can you hear me? What are you saying? Can you speak up a bit? *Flowey doesn't move, but repeatedly mumbles something under his breathe, Sans leans in to hear what it is, when he does his eyes widen, and he picks Flowey up* I-I think that we should head home...

Frisk: O-Of course, Sans... *Everyone starts to walk through the underground to get back home* Hey, Sans?

Sans: Hmm?

Frisk: If you don't mind me asking... What's Flowey saying? 

Sans: *His eyes turn black in slight fear* Uh.. He's... He's saying "The angel had fallen as one had said, but now the demon will turn them dead"...

Frisk: What's so bad about that?

Sans: You're  the angel...

Frisk: But, who's the demon? *Sans steps a bit away from Frisk in fear*

Sans: Supposedly... It's um....The...  The demon is me...

Frisk: *Giggles a bit* Sans! Then it's fine! Everyone knows that you wouldn't hurt me! Much less kill  me! *They walk farther up to talk with Toriel*

Sans: <Mumbles: *Sigh* If what Flowey's saying true, then that just makes it worse...> *He looks at Frisk sadly but shakes it off*