[If Frisk were here, Frisk would know what to say. They would know how to resolve this situation and fix URSULA's problem. Frisk would be kind and patient, would spend all day talking to this AI, trading jokes and stories with her while giving her the comfort she needed. If something went wrong, Frisk could always RESET.

Frisk isn't here. There's only Chara.]

"I'm sorry."

[Chara raises their voice's pitch, mimicking URSULA's.]

"Is there anything I can do? I'm sorry. I'll do whatever you say to make you feel better."

[They bare their teeth in an ugly, fake smile.]

What is this, a joke? You really can't think for yourself, can you? No wonder you're feeling cruddy. You're doing it to yourself.