A humming buzz, in their ears and through their entire body. Adrenalin that's not actually needed that traps their voice in their chest as they look around at- nothing, apparently. It's nothing. There's nothing here.
Aside from Chara, staring at the lock on the front door like it could kill them. Always pale, but now, the waxen color of their skin clashes with the high flush in their cheeks. They look, for all the world, like an animated corpse.
So they hold their hand out; palm up, where Chara can see it. Not too close- don't really know if Chara can handle close. Not with the look on their face.
Gotta say more than just their name, Partner. Gotta tell them what hurt you.
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A humming buzz, in their ears and through their entire body. Adrenalin that's not actually needed that traps their voice in their chest as they look around at- nothing, apparently. It's nothing. There's nothing here.
Aside from Chara, staring at the lock on the front door like it could kill them. Always pale, but now, the waxen color of their skin clashes with the high flush in their cheeks. They look, for all the world, like an animated corpse.
So they hold their hand out; palm up, where Chara can see it. Not too close- don't really know if Chara can handle close. Not with the look on their face.
Gotta say more than just their name, Partner. Gotta tell them what hurt you.
...Please.]