Chara's hand gets their wrist. It hurts, they've got a tight grip, but what makes Frisk shudder is the nasty squishing of their hand against their skin. It's like it's falling apart from the inside. Probably is.
"Don't what?" they ask stupidly--what does it matter? "We--we--we should find a healing person. Soon. Now. Can--come on?" They tug their wrist, hoping Chara can follow if they're holding on.
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Date: 2016-10-02 12:21 am (UTC)"Don't what?" they ask stupidly--what does it matter? "We--we--we should find a healing person. Soon. Now. Can--come on?" They tug their wrist, hoping Chara can follow if they're holding on.