It's very obvious from the way their hand doesn't immediately move that Chara was not expecting Duchess to speak. Not that talking animals were that unusual to them, now - several dog monsters could - but they weren't thinking she'd count among their number.
For a moment they stiffen, expecting their SOUL to be drawn out, or magic thrown at them, but when neither occurs they smile in the awkward fashion of someone who doesn't know how to do that genuinely and finds themself at a loss when they need to, and begins stroking and petting her. They clearly have experience doing so.
"Hello, Duchess," they say politely. "My name is Chara."
*She sounds like Toriel...
Frisk sounds wistful. Chara themselves isn't sure what to think of that. Part of them is still on guard, just in case, and that shows in the set of their shoulders.
"You have very soft fur," Chara continues, unsure why themselves, but it is true.
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Date: 2016-09-28 09:54 pm (UTC)For a moment they stiffen, expecting their SOUL to be drawn out, or magic thrown at them, but when neither occurs they smile in the awkward fashion of someone who doesn't know how to do that genuinely and finds themself at a loss when they need to, and begins stroking and petting her. They clearly have experience doing so.
"Hello, Duchess," they say politely. "My name is Chara."
*She sounds like Toriel...
Frisk sounds wistful. Chara themselves isn't sure what to think of that. Part of them is still on guard, just in case, and that shows in the set of their shoulders.
"You have very soft fur," Chara continues, unsure why themselves, but it is true.