Frisk twitches as soon as he sits. They can tell there's...something, but whatever it is, it's not important. Not enough to rouse themselves fully, barely enough for them to shove their face deeper into their arms.
Threats rarely matter to them at any point; waking from a hideously unpleasant death ironically leaves them worrying even less. No matter what someone tries to do at this point, it couldn't be worse than what happened three days (almost no time at all to them) ago.
They wake again much later, once Daud is fairly deep into his book. They cover their eyes with their hands.
"Sorry," they mumble. "Was busy bein' dead." They must've missed something, if Daud actually noticed. That or it's just bad timing for him to bring it up. They haven't been avoiding him on purpose.
not an easy flower crown to make
Date: 2017-07-23 09:01 am (UTC)Threats rarely matter to them at any point; waking from a hideously unpleasant death ironically leaves them worrying even less. No matter what someone tries to do at this point, it couldn't be worse than what happened three days (almost no time at all to them) ago.
They wake again much later, once Daud is fairly deep into his book. They cover their eyes with their hands.
"Sorry," they mumble. "Was busy bein' dead." They must've missed something, if Daud actually noticed. That or it's just bad timing for him to bring it up. They haven't been avoiding him on purpose.