You stuck around with Classic, your Sans, and Ink for longer than you would have wished. Sans got his soul back, and you met Swap and Fell along the way.

You never really ever trusted Ink, and that’s why you decided to tag along— to keep Sans safe.

“all good things must come to an end, I’m afraid.” Ink huffs out, seemingly lost in thought. He was completely emotionless, despite the fact your friends were all tied up, courtesy of Error. He didn’t seem to care.