Gaster's eyesockets widen. He'd seen something happen in the images, but to see it up close...

He waves a hand over his ribs, exposing his SOUL. Stretching out his other hand, the SOUL piece turns blue and is lifted towards it, fitting into one of the cracks perfectly.

Gaster inhales sharply, and then exhales, with a contented smile.

There are still pieces missing, but his form already looks a bit more stable, slightly less melted.

"Thank you, Ibani. Truly."