[Frisk leans into Shepard's hand ever so slightly, expression wobbling as they do. It's such a tiny gesture, inconsequential by any reasonable measure, but in the same moment it means more than any words could.]
[But Shepard goes on, and Frisk frowns with worry. They'd expected resistance, some form of confusion, but something like this...no. They won't give up. Chara, Ginko, everyone...they'll go free.]
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[But Shepard goes on, and Frisk frowns with worry. They'd expected resistance, some form of confusion, but something like this...no. They won't give up. Chara, Ginko, everyone...they'll go free.]
Okay.