For once, pushing his feelings way down into a small box may actually be a good call. Because as soon as Sans shows Angus the picture of this new mural, Angus covers his mouth with his hand and goes clammy, eyes wide and not quite focused.

Through his trembling fingers, he speaks. "I remember this. I remember. I remember this, I was there, Sans, I saw her! I tried to stop her but it was too late, she wouldn't listen, and she — it was already happening, she was already like this and it wouldn't let her go!"

Tears are pouring down his cheeks and over his hand. His whole body is shaking now. Now, he's really starting to remember.