H a h a h a no. They see what that meant and they're very much not going anywhere.
Except for actually forward this time. Just a single step. But it's a pretty big one.
All that initial panic-anger washes from their face, leaving it nearly blank. That's not helping. There's no searing-stabbing in their chest now, just the warm hum of determination.
Frisk's hands are up, clearly empty, see? "Chara, don't. Don't cut them. You don't need to, alright. Talked to them." Though they don't know, currently, if the other-maybe-Chara even listened, didn't start it. Either way. They don't want more blood spilled. Or another body to bury, they guess. "Wanted to talk t'you too, first--couldn't find where you were when you woke up again."
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Date: 2016-11-28 03:44 am (UTC)Except for actually forward this time. Just a single step. But it's a pretty big one.
All that initial panic-anger washes from their face, leaving it nearly blank. That's not helping. There's no searing-stabbing in their chest now, just the warm hum of determination.
Frisk's hands are up, clearly empty, see? "Chara, don't. Don't cut them. You don't need to, alright. Talked to them." Though they don't know, currently, if the other-maybe-Chara even listened, didn't start it. Either way. They don't want more blood spilled. Or another body to bury, they guess. "Wanted to talk t'you too, first--couldn't find where you were when you woke up again."