Frisk doesn't really think of moving back. Their head flops against the arm of the chair--good thing it's cushioned--and they hesitate again, just for a second, before reaching out and settling a hand on his arm. They honestly want to hug him. They also feel like that might be a little too much right now, for the both of them. "...uh-huh. It's okay. Just because your time isn't--it doesn't--you're still brothers. You and him and me. We can all get to know us more here."
They sigh, except it's shaky. "It's okay," they say again. "Prob'ly not sleeping even if you leave."
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Date: 2016-01-12 10:13 pm (UTC)They sigh, except it's shaky. "It's okay," they say again. "Prob'ly not sleeping even if you leave."