They're only asking what he would ask of them. What he kind of has already.
"I--I--I'll--" They don't want to leave him alone but they can't stay. And they're mad and scared and they realize that they can't think well that way.
Frisk forces themselves to their feet, despite feeling heavy and not entirely in their own body. "Okay. Don't die, don't do stupid anything, be back later, see you," they say unsteadily, staring at him hard as they back away.
Only after they feel they're sure Sans isn't going to fall down when they aren't clinging to them do they turn around, and then they're running full-pelt down the hall. They can't scream, their voice is even more shot than it was, but they hope hope hope Chara didn't get too far.
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"I--I--I'll--" They don't want to leave him alone but they can't stay. And they're mad and scared and they realize that they can't think well that way.
Frisk forces themselves to their feet, despite feeling heavy and not entirely in their own body. "Okay. Don't die, don't do stupid anything, be back later, see you," they say unsteadily, staring at him hard as they back away.
Only after they feel they're sure Sans isn't going to fall down when they aren't clinging to them do they turn around, and then they're running full-pelt down the hall. They can't scream, their voice is even more shot than it was, but they hope hope hope Chara didn't get too far.