It's as though his thoughts are moving through quicksand, sinking too fast to get realized properly. Doubts and fears are pulled under before he can figure out what to do with them.

Blanche is making an offer to train him, though. To do more of what he did earlier today. Anything could be possible with that kind of power, couldn't it? He could protect Steven, Meril, Luce, Sans. He just needs enough power to make that happen, but he's not strong enough yet. All he needs to do is learn, learn from an expert.

Distantly, Greg recalls not wanting to learn. He could never remember why, just that he was afraid. He's so tired of being afraid.

Greg's breath catches, a defeated little gasp, and he takes another drink.