Reinhardt isn't a stranger to that sort of look. It reminds him of the omnics. Of those that were taken over by violence. Those who knew only the war. It's strange to see it from a child.

He returns it as mildly as someone his massive size can. Allowing Frisk to take the lead.

"You have my apologies once again, Chara. On my honor, I am sorry to have upset you."