Yeah... Oh! Yeah!! I started making one! [Papyrus brightens up again at the recollection, as multiple memories of the last few day come to mind. He reaches under his shirt for his phone, fumbling to disconnect the cable before pulling it out.] In case things got... worse, again. A regular scrapbook of important memories.

[It was meant to be a later surprise, a secret project with work still to do. But with the intensity of everything he's feeling right now, Papyrus rushes to open the image gallery and show it to his brother. Low resolution images of moments he never photographed, a video of chasing one of the younger rabbits around town, parts of a spar with Undyne, the start of burning her kitchen...]