[They don't so much fall back into themselves as batter their way forcibly back into a dense, heavy abyss. Feels - feels like they could have frozen indefinitely, reduced to an Echo Flower chirping "Error!" forever, unable to move to the next line when this one could not be resolved. Force restart, reboot, QUIT.
They crash back into awareness. Snap their hand shut, press it against their chest like it's a dangerous weapon that has to be restrained, stagger back until the backs of their knees bump up against their legs.]
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They crash back into awareness. Snap their hand shut, press it against their chest like it's a dangerous weapon that has to be restrained, stagger back until the backs of their knees bump up against their legs.]
Frisk?
[What did they - what have they done?]
Frisk, are you... did...
LOAD. Undo this. You'll be okay, just...