[She knows Sans is trying to help; unfortunately, that doesn't mean he's actually helping. She listens, still shaking, tears starting to roll down her cheeks. She's far beyond screaming, dramatic hysterics; this is too much for even those. This is beyond her control, beyond her ability to handle, and she-]

You don't say.

[-she has to do something. If other people are feeling what she's feeling, or if they have this in store for them, then she can't sit by and do nothing. Plus, having a focus might help her stop thinking about it. Maybe. It's both selfish and selfless at the same time, but if it's all she has, then she'll do it.]

I spoke with the man in the mask the other day. [Words are difficult when she'd rather just cry - when she's still crying, despite her best efforts - but she pushes.] He said they need information - something they don't already know. Do you know anything?