He's a blur blue and white in front of their eyes. They can't tell exactly how close he is that way. They lean back, though, because they don't...actually want to do it again. Go through him. There's no reason to. Yet. Not trying to touch Chara-and-Frisk. And--even if he did, he wouldn't...throw them away.
It'd be easier if he was mad. It'd be easier to yell at him to leave some more.
Frisk moves the shovel so the scoop's hiding their face, and hiding Jack from them too. "J-Jack you--you--you--d-d-don't--" but they can't get anything else out.
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Date: 2016-11-22 09:53 pm (UTC)It'd be easier if he was mad. It'd be easier to yell at him to leave some more.
Frisk moves the shovel so the scoop's hiding their face, and hiding Jack from them too. "J-Jack you--you--you--d-d-don't--" but they can't get anything else out.