Frisk listens quietly, edging a little closer to the bars while they do. They reach through the bars again, this time to rest their hand gently on Chara's wrist. Their smile is soft and understanding.

"It's okay. I know you get upset sometimes." For all that Chara tends to drop the subject quickly, they've heard the start of enough stories to know how their friend can be. It was just...jarring, to suddenly see that for themself. "I'm not mad."