Almost as soon as S-4 speaks up, the nerves overcome him, and he clenches his hands together in front of him to resist the urge to back up and run away with his hands clamped over his mouth so he didn't say anything else that was foolish.
He forces his eyes away from the beautiful sunset, looks over just when Frisk does, and the eye contact makes him so embarrassed he looks back down again. Still... before he does, he notices the way Frisk looks right now, the scrapes and bruises, the exhaustion, the way the child is slumped in the chair like they may never get up again.
He keeps his eyes on the floor, and he has to take a few deep breaths before he can force any words out.
"I... I'm sorry."
He didn't even explain why he realized what he did was wrong, or say that he'd never do it again... S-4 isn't good at communication of any sort, and that includes apologies. Still, he sounds absolutely heartbroken.
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Date: 2015-12-28 04:51 pm (UTC)He forces his eyes away from the beautiful sunset, looks over just when Frisk does, and the eye contact makes him so embarrassed he looks back down again. Still... before he does, he notices the way Frisk looks right now, the scrapes and bruises, the exhaustion, the way the child is slumped in the chair like they may never get up again.
He keeps his eyes on the floor, and he has to take a few deep breaths before he can force any words out.
"I... I'm sorry."
He didn't even explain why he realized what he did was wrong, or say that he'd never do it again... S-4 isn't good at communication of any sort, and that includes apologies. Still, he sounds absolutely heartbroken.