"No. Everyone interrupted before we fought that time at all. Even Toriel. She didn't want anyone to die, even though I don't thi--even though she's angry at him."
Yeah, of course none of them would want to really have a conversation. Quite a few didn't with Frisk, and they hadn't actually hurt anybody. The 'just a human' bit...for the general underground, Frisk could, unfortunately, see that. A little bit. "...Toriel and Asgore might've wanted to, but were too sad."
Frisk refocuses on Chara's face in return. That mention of Flowey derails a bit of their thoughts, springing another question. "...What's the last thing that was happening? B'fore you woke up here, I mean."
Reflexively, their hand drops from their throat to their chest, pressing to where their SOUL could be summoned. Beneath it, the fabric catches on the hidden scars. It feels weird.
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Date: 2016-02-28 04:18 am (UTC)Yeah, of course none of them would want to really have a conversation. Quite a few didn't with Frisk, and they hadn't actually hurt anybody. The 'just a human' bit...for the general underground, Frisk could, unfortunately, see that. A little bit. "...Toriel and Asgore might've wanted to, but were too sad."
Frisk refocuses on Chara's face in return. That mention of Flowey derails a bit of their thoughts, springing another question. "...What's the last thing that was happening? B'fore you woke up here, I mean."
Reflexively, their hand drops from their throat to their chest, pressing to where their SOUL could be summoned. Beneath it, the fabric catches on the hidden scars. It feels weird.