"They're not too broken to fix." He hasn't given it that much thought, but Robbie is keeping track of them. Helping them. He could take them to the planet that the Time Trapper throws the new Legionnaires onto. If the Time Trapper can pull Rich Rider back together, maybe he can do something with the little ashen souls.

^{Too broken.} _{Too broken}. Sixty broken china dolls.

Robbie shook his head at Dipper, staring at the light rather than the Frankenstein stitching of the other eye. "I can fix this. This is - this is the closest to making up for it I've ever been. I'm not going to f- I'm not going to screw it up. You're even easier - you've got a body. You're not ash."

^{We're all ash.} _{The sun exploded and I burnt up into ash.} Robbie won't fix Dipper either. ^{Sticks and stones won't break his bones, but Robbie Baldwin killed me.}

"No! I didn't!" It hurts to argue, the effort of fighting to be heard over dozens of voices eats up so much willpower. He did, didn't he? He basically killed them. They're right, and the only way to say I'm sorry is to die over it. But he has to get Dipper to the med bay first. "It didn't. You weren't a shell. You're not. I know you're not."