The sweater sleeve moves in a small circle before falling to their side. They draw Chara's knees up to their chest, hugging them tight. For once Frisk is glad of Chara's annoyingly long fringe, head tipped forward. Apart from a certain red rawness around the eyes, there's no sign of what just happened, everything locked back down again.
"S'okay," they repeat, mostly inflectionless with a tint of sorely needed and maybe unsuccessful self-reassurance. "Thanks."
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Date: 2016-11-21 12:00 am (UTC)The sweater sleeve moves in a small circle before falling to their side. They draw Chara's knees up to their chest, hugging them tight. For once Frisk is glad of Chara's annoyingly long fringe, head tipped forward. Apart from a certain red rawness around the eyes, there's no sign of what just happened, everything locked back down again.
"S'okay," they repeat, mostly inflectionless with a tint of sorely needed and maybe unsuccessful self-reassurance. "Thanks."