Parts of this... really aren't enjoyable. We just need to focus on the upsides! Taking a nice walk, making new friends...

[They're still too deep in the path for the plants to let up, just yet. The leaves continue reaching in, brushing against Papyrus' shoulders as he walks, and the whispers continue - though the voices and words are changing.

If you're not willing to kill anybody, I can't let you out there! I can't protect you like that, a woman's voice rings in a distant shout. Papyrus' skeletal smile goes even more rigid, and he begins taking longer strides.]

...Maybe going for a jog, instead...