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>Tenna slumps back in the old armchair, antennae flat against his screen.

>"...Right. Of course you don't. How would you?"

>His voice is almost lost, buried under static and snow.

>"...No one knows what the future holds. Only the dark, cold emptiness, and all the dead channels waiting."

>He turns his screen toward you, eyes dim and hazy with uncertainty.

>"Tell me... what's it like, really, in the light world?"

>You think back to this afternoon, the adults worrying about the news, toriel crying softly about what’s to happen. Burgerpants freaking out about dying in the battlefield. The town priest said he'll pray for every life lost....

>"Well, when me and my friends were going to the diner, we saw planes fly by."

>Planes…"

>Tenna watches you with a strange, wide-eyed expression. It's not the flashy look he gives an audience—it's the look of someone desperate for details from a world they can't see.

>"What kind? Passenger? Fighter jets? Supply drops... "

>His voice breaks on the last one

>You pause for a moment. Remembering when asriel told you this exact same question.

>"For all I know? All three of them"