They wait for her to settle-- and for once, Chara doesn't protest the anxious attempts at direction. For once, they can understand it entirely; the anxiety, the need, for this to work out.
Because neither of them need the worthless pity this breach of memories has supplied. It's not kindly words and I'm sorry that will make this better. There is nothing that can make this better. It's the simple idea that they might not need to be alone that has Chara attempting this.
There's a responding glow from Lup- almost unsurprising, that she'd be capable of accessing it so easily. It's white and grey, and if Chara waited long enough, they'd be sure to take in the actual physicality of it.
But they don't wait. That's enough. The hand in Lup's tightens around her palm, and they drag it towards them, press her fingers against their SOUL and reach.
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Because neither of them need the worthless pity this breach of memories has supplied. It's not kindly words and I'm sorry that will make this better. There is nothing that can make this better. It's the simple idea that they might not need to be alone that has Chara attempting this.
There's a responding glow from Lup- almost unsurprising, that she'd be capable of accessing it so easily. It's white and grey, and if Chara waited long enough, they'd be sure to take in the actual physicality of it.
But they don't wait. That's enough. The hand in Lup's tightens around her palm, and they drag it towards them, press her fingers against their SOUL and reach.