One note after the other. That's all he can do. He's trying so hard, putting every last bit of desperation into keeping himself in one piece, but between everything that's happened tonight, this is just turning into too much. This is the only thing he can focus on anymore, the music is keeping him from totally falling to pieces.

What's he even doing here? What is any of this? How is he supposed to move forward, when honesty between friends is "ps i'm a habitual stabber of young people"? And this isn't even the worst of it, now.

Greg can't believe how stupid he is. It's been true from the very start: every time he thinks he knows how bad it is, it keeps getting worse.

He looks up at Sans, silent but for the guitar. Keep going, the music urges. They've come this far, what point is there in holding back?