[The other child's assessment is sharp and immediate. Another child. Friendly. Small. There's almost something...irritatingly Asriel-esque about how bright and unreserved she is, despite the general aura of unpleasantness that they cultivate like a shell of brambles. And by irritatingly, they mean...]
[They're not sure what they mean.]
[But Asriel, of course, had an advantage; he wasn't human.]
[Chara's eyes narrow subtly as they watch her, now officially expecting the worst.]
no subject
[They're not sure what they mean.]
[But Asriel, of course, had an advantage; he wasn't human.]
[Chara's eyes narrow subtly as they watch her, now officially expecting the worst.]
You ask a lot of questions.