( The words mean a lot -- more than Asriel can say, and it's enough to make tears sting the corner of his eyes. He's always been a crybaby, really. When he thinks about seeing Frisk again, he can't help but think back at the last conversation they had with one another. Asriel was able to experience firsthand just how much all the monsters in the Underground loved them. He could never want to be so selfish as to want them to be away from a place where they're able to be so happy. But, he had said good bye to Frisk and pushed them away with every intention of wanting them to live their lives to the fullest. There was no way that Asriel could go with them, after all.

But, Alberto wants to do it for him, and... even that feels selfish to Asriel. Still, he can't help but think that it would be a dream come true to have that childhood he never really got to have -- one where he can find happiness with all of his friends.

Monsters.... were definitely weird. Even though Asriel hadn't known Alberto for very long, he already cares as much for him as he does. They were creatures of empathy and love, after all.

He quickly uses the sleeve of his sweater to wipe the tears away that were beginning to fall, sniffling. His throat feels tight, but he tries to talk regardless. )

... You're a really good friend, Alberto. I... I hope we can all become good friends. And, I really hope that I get to meet Luca, too.

When someone becomes your friend, it makes them really special to you, right...? So... at least, I hope you can go home soon to see them again.

But... if you can't, I'll try to hope that you can see them soon again, too. It'd be nice if we could all go to school together.