There's no pain; in fact, it diminishes as the bruise shrinks and fades under the radiance of green. They don't sigh in relief or anything so evident - Frisk in pain looks very much how they do when not in pain. But there is the smallest crinkling to their eyes that suggests happiness - once more a reassurance. They're not mad, see? It doesn't hurt, see?
They gently turn it over back and forth in his touch, just to show it's gone. He did it, and no harm came of it. They're not melting or dusting. They don't pull it back until and unless he lets go of his own accord.
"Thanks, S-4," they say and they try to put as much warmth in their words as possible. It's not hard - they really are very relieved by this. "Sorry for um. Waking you up," they repeat. Now that the urgency has faded, they're suddenly more aware that they just kind of... barged in here without a lot of thought.
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Date: 2017-05-31 09:26 am (UTC)They gently turn it over back and forth in his touch, just to show it's gone. He did it, and no harm came of it. They're not melting or dusting. They don't pull it back until and unless he lets go of his own accord.
"Thanks, S-4," they say and they try to put as much warmth in their words as possible. It's not hard - they really are very relieved by this. "Sorry for um. Waking you up," they repeat. Now that the urgency has faded, they're suddenly more aware that they just kind of... barged in here without a lot of thought.