[He hears someone knocking, and his heart (his... lack of a heart?) jumps into his throat. He's already scrabbling for the door, because he's positive it's them, Frisk and Chara are home safe, he was being a worrywart over nothing because it's fine, they're fine, and everything is okay again -
But then Asgore calls out, and he remembers that it makes no sense that Frisk or Chara would knock on the door to their own apartment.
He still bolts for the door, still yanks it open, still all but hurls himself at his Dad, starving for the security and comfort of his father's warm, safe arms.]
D-Dad! Did - did you see them on the way here? They still haven't called!
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But then Asgore calls out, and he remembers that it makes no sense that Frisk or Chara would knock on the door to their own apartment.
He still bolts for the door, still yanks it open, still all but hurls himself at his Dad, starving for the security and comfort of his father's warm, safe arms.]
D-Dad! Did - did you see them on the way here? They still haven't called!