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[somuchlove]

[Up until now Chara has never posted on the network this way. Things were always easier to hunt up other people and respond to them, never do one of their own.

But in this case it was time. They had finally been proven that LV 20 meant nothing here. The Real Knife did not carry the weight that it did in the Underground and they had very little in the way of medical knowledge. So, they'll ask for help even in text form.]

Greetings Hadriel.

This past event has shown that I am lacking in physical strength and medical knowledge. I wish to learn more in both areas and as much as you are willing or able to teach.

As this event has drained those here physically and mentally I am willing to wait as long as needed. Until then.

[They can't think of any other way of ending it so they just leave it. And now, to wait.]

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[somuchlove]

[Chara can't not answer that question. Silence answers it as a "No." for them. An actual answer will say it. The length of time before they respond is a dead giveaway regardless.]

No. Frisk does not need to worry about me.

[skelebro]

well, you know frisk.
i think they do anyway.

[That ain't a big stretch to say so, he thinks. But yeah, silence is a pretty indicative thing when it comes to them, far as he can tell. Their cue to laugh. Or to...emote at all.

They seem to prefer silence. Never using two words when one would suffice.]

[somuchlove]

[It's quiet, much better that way. But sitting and thinking for too long was probably bad for them.]

I know. Perhaps I would just feel better if I did this.

[They've really got nothing else.]

[skelebro]

[Seems they prefer action to inaction. That's fine. Honestly, it's not so surprisin', all things considered. He's the kind that don't bother fillin' the void with sound or meaningless action, and they're the kind that's gotta do the opposite for the exact same reason. All things considered, they really should be on more similar a wavelength than they are.

He really is absolutely terrible at this, ain't he?]

i know the feeling, buddo.

[Back to the old script again. Well, the classics are classic for a reason, he supposes.]

good luck.

[somuchlove]

I will see you later.

[They can't quite thank him. Not yet. It's not out of any lingering bitterness as they were trying to let go of that golden hallway. It's just still incredibly awkward.

Chara says it out loud, hidden away in their room instead.]

[skelebro]

see ya.

[Feeling's mutual, kid.]