Bit by bit, the tension is easing out of Frisk. The tight, dark feeling that had been lurking in the back of their mind is vanishing, eased and gone because even if it's imperfect things are right again. Chara is here, and Frisk isn't alone anymore, and that's...that's all they ever needed.
Distantly, they hope that Tabris has found that same peace as well, wherever he was sent.
"It's not like I try to! It just happens." Frisk frowns and tugs on the edge of their sleeve, glancing to the side with a grimace. "Th' whole crew attracts trouble. Th' whole trip's just been one problem after another."
When Chara yanks out yet another flower Frisk winces--sure, they expected that, but come on! "Then don't pull them out! Just--at least wait until I can get bandages for it, okay?" They know better than to suggest going to the doctors, but Frisk is sure they can get gauze and whatever else they might need from Angela.
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Distantly, they hope that Tabris has found that same peace as well, wherever he was sent.
"It's not like I try to! It just happens." Frisk frowns and tugs on the edge of their sleeve, glancing to the side with a grimace. "Th' whole crew attracts trouble. Th' whole trip's just been one problem after another."
When Chara yanks out yet another flower Frisk winces--sure, they expected that, but come on! "Then don't pull them out! Just--at least wait until I can get bandages for it, okay?" They know better than to suggest going to the doctors, but Frisk is sure they can get gauze and whatever else they might need from Angela.