[It takes a second for Chara to stumble out of bed and shamble to the door. They're... really not looking their best. Not sick, not really, not anymore, but there are dark circles under their eyes and their cheeks aren't looking so rosy and their hair has a distinctly not-yet-brushed look to it.
It's definitely a "it's probably like 2pm and I still have not gotten out of bed" sort of look. Very stylish.
They open the door, and sort of... stare. Look halfway between sheepish and bewildered.]
Max. I... um, I didn't think anyone would actually visit. You didn't have to...
[They scratch their arm, blush a little. Don't seem to know what to do with unexpected kindness at all.]
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It's definitely a "it's probably like 2pm and I still have not gotten out of bed" sort of look. Very stylish.
They open the door, and sort of... stare. Look halfway between sheepish and bewildered.]
Max. I... um, I didn't think anyone would actually visit. You didn't have to...
[They scratch their arm, blush a little. Don't seem to know what to do with unexpected kindness at all.]
You actually brought pie.