A slow, sharp inhale, and they turn around. Their SOUL dissipates, sinking back into their chest. They lean up against the door with their head back, their eyes dry, and stare blankly at the ceiling.]
I've already been.
[Quiet words. Maybe Chara can't hear them.]
But Orpheus came anyway.
[They stay there. They don't have anywhere else to be, anything better to do. If Toriel comes back - then she comes back, and they'll deal with that too, when it happens.
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It...
slams.
A slow, sharp inhale, and they turn around. Their SOUL dissipates, sinking back into their chest. They lean up against the door with their head back, their eyes dry, and stare blankly at the ceiling.]
I've already been.
[Quiet words. Maybe Chara can't hear them.]
But Orpheus came anyway.
[They stay there. They don't have anywhere else to be, anything better to do. If Toriel comes back - then she comes back, and they'll deal with that too, when it happens.
Giving up isn't in their vocabulary.]