He starts to relax bit by bit, the longer he lets magic flow out from his hand and dance around Frisk's fingers before sinking into their skin. He likes his healing magic. It's a bit odd to be using it on someone that isn't his brother, but... it does make him feel a bit like he's made up for the trouble he's caused. He's helping someone else, and maybe that's okay. Maybe it's alright to exist for more than for his brother.
He keeps their fingers intertwined for a moment after the last of Frisk's HP returns, before pulling away with a gentle, sheepish smile. They seem a bit surprised by the display... maybe the 'real' Papyrus doesn't have that kind of ability. It makes him feel a bit uncomfortable.
"I'm glad you feel better... I'm sorry again for the trouble."
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Date: 2016-01-03 08:35 pm (UTC)He keeps their fingers intertwined for a moment after the last of Frisk's HP returns, before pulling away with a gentle, sheepish smile. They seem a bit surprised by the display... maybe the 'real' Papyrus doesn't have that kind of ability. It makes him feel a bit uncomfortable.
"I'm glad you feel better... I'm sorry again for the trouble."