[Frisk takes a few deliberate steps, until they're nearly pressed against Chara's side. Nearly, because maybe Chara doesn't want to actually be touched right now.] Why?
[Chara isn't the perfect child. They know, because they hurt their adoptive father. They tried to make Asriel do something unforgivable. But they're still a child, and all the stress from the past months-- the homesickness, the claustrophobia, the overwhelming loneliness, the nightmares -- finally boils over in the form of tears.]
All I saw were nightmares, all the things I did and wanted to do, but I couldn't get out. Frisk--
[They press the palms of their hands over their eyes.]
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[Chara isn't the perfect child. They know, because they hurt their adoptive father. They tried to make Asriel do something unforgivable. But they're still a child, and all the stress from the past months-- the homesickness, the claustrophobia, the overwhelming loneliness, the nightmares -- finally boils over in the form of tears.]
All I saw were nightmares, all the things I did and wanted to do, but I couldn't get out. Frisk--
[They press the palms of their hands over their eyes.]
--I killed him again. I killed Asriel.