Frisk's, well, Chara's ears shoot up to their shoulders when Asriel calls the wrong, or right depending how you look at it, name. The expression they shoot at him is the harried one of anyone called out to while trying to sneak. Shh, shh! Don't you know-
Now I know you are hiding something.
Frisk's expression falls into a perhaps familiar three-lined done-ness as Chara surfaces, tuning back into their senses. They give a long suffering sigh when Chara realises just who called out, and the colour of emotions that result. Busted. At least they're up and about now, so to speak?
Frisk. Control. Now.
Frisk does indulge in shooting Asriel a sympathetic look before stepping back. It is very quickly replaced by an angry smile as black irises go red and Chara's back straightens, arms folding behind their back. That this is what their captor normally looks like is a reasonable guess, considering Frisk's reaction.
no subject
Now I know you are hiding something.
Frisk's expression falls into a perhaps familiar three-lined done-ness as Chara surfaces, tuning back into their senses. They give a long suffering sigh when Chara realises just who called out, and the colour of emotions that result. Busted. At least they're up and about now, so to speak?
Frisk. Control. Now.
Frisk does indulge in shooting Asriel a sympathetic look before stepping back. It is very quickly replaced by an angry smile as black irises go red and Chara's back straightens, arms folding behind their back. That this is what their captor normally looks like is a reasonable guess, considering Frisk's reaction.
"You."