"...Okay." Of course Chara knew they were going to try reaching out next. They look away and shift their legs around until they're half-sitting on them, weave their fingers together on their lap.
Silence settles again, a weight pressing down on every inch of their skin. Frisk gnaws on the inside of their cheek, glancing between their hands to make sure they're staying there and Chara's face.
"You...you fell?" Still focusing on the...current problem. One of the current problems. The one they're kind of prepared to deal with.
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"...Okay." Of course Chara knew they were going to try reaching out next. They look away and shift their legs around until they're half-sitting on them, weave their fingers together on their lap.
Silence settles again, a weight pressing down on every inch of their skin. Frisk gnaws on the inside of their cheek, glancing between their hands to make sure they're staying there and Chara's face.
"You...you fell?" Still focusing on the...current problem. One of the current problems. The one they're kind of prepared to deal with.