[They see the crimson glow. Glance up, just long enough to see the cherry-red heart restored to all its usual radiance. Enough to see - to see Frisk's eyes are red.
Their warm dark eyes are gone.
here's a stain now. A color that doesn't belong. Chara-red. The Extraction was supposed to scrape all traces of Chara out. Was supposed to obliterate the infection. How are they still there? They can't still be in there. Can't be the virus taking away one more of the things that made them Frisk, their Frisk.
This... this isn't their Frisk anymore.
They've made sure of that.
They drop their gaze, curl up again. Make no effort to pull out their own SOUL. Don't want to bring that wretched scab anywhere near a SOUL so fragile, so precious, one they almost destroyed already.]
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Their warm dark eyes are gone.
here's a stain now. A color that doesn't belong. Chara-red. The Extraction was supposed to scrape all traces of Chara out. Was supposed to obliterate the infection. How are they still there? They can't still be in there. Can't be the virus taking away one more of the things that made them Frisk, their Frisk.
This... this isn't their Frisk anymore.
They've made sure of that.
They drop their gaze, curl up again. Make no effort to pull out their own SOUL. Don't want to bring that wretched scab anywhere near a SOUL so fragile, so precious, one they almost destroyed already.]
Suppose I cared. Where did that get me?
Got everyone I supposedly cared about killed.