It is a while before Chara returns, coming back the way they came, but there is only a finite amount of things to break - at least until the Castle repairs itself again, which may take a while. They're panting, and fuming - they've had a couple of encounters that have kind of unravelled a large portion of what stress relief this might have given.
Purple and blue in the corner of their eye. They snort, and straighten.
This Frisk. They have memories - a library, and peppermint winter, and confusion. They can feel their Frisk surreptitiously looking at them, and they fold them away with a snap, hoping that non-existent nose gets caught in it.
"Frisk," they greet.
The red stuff. Determination. Restored their voice too, in the end, though recovery was much longer. It took them a while to idly try instead of defaulting to sign, habit carrying over from the event.
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Purple and blue in the corner of their eye. They snort, and straighten.
This Frisk. They have memories - a library, and peppermint winter, and confusion. They can feel their Frisk surreptitiously looking at them, and they fold them away with a snap, hoping that non-existent nose gets caught in it.
"Frisk," they greet.
The red stuff. Determination. Restored their voice too, in the end, though recovery was much longer. It took them a while to idly try instead of defaulting to sign, habit carrying over from the event.