She didn't make it for them in mind. They have to tell themself. She just made it because, and she made it for Chara, and they just happened to happen by at the right moment, and their paths crossed. That's all.
It's like how they...they shouldn't expect that she could have known they were coming, somehow. A child-shaped hole in her life, all ready to insert Frisk into her narrative. There's no reason to believe it. A room all ready for them, of their very own. For a moment, Frisk's careful and distant mask slips. Like she'd known. There's an unmistakable wistfulness painted on their face, just for a moment.]
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She didn't make it for them in mind. They have to tell themself. She just made it because, and she made it for Chara, and they just happened to happen by at the right moment, and their paths crossed. That's all.
It's like how they...they shouldn't expect that she could have known they were coming, somehow. A child-shaped hole in her life, all ready to insert Frisk into her narrative. There's no reason to believe it.
A room all ready for them, of their very own.
For a moment, Frisk's careful and distant mask slips.
Like she'd known.
There's an unmistakable wistfulness painted on their face, just for a moment.]