[At least Frisk had heard and talked a bit on the network that the eyes were back. At least they knew why he was acting like this. But it still makes them want to flinch. Makes them think of Undyne's voice, sharp and harsh instead of bombastic and enthusiastic like they'd come to remember her, as she stands on a rocky overhang in Waterfall and talks about everyone's hopes and dreams.
Lutha has a right to be angry, to be scared. He has a right to be angry and scared of them. They're the one who messed up. Who is like this.
They lower their hands slowly, hesitating what to do with them for a moment before letting them drop to hang at their sides. They still have a hard time meeting his gaze though. Ducking their head as they feel their face getting wet again, though this time not from blood.
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Lutha has a right to be angry, to be scared. He has a right to be angry and scared of them. They're the one who messed up. Who is like this.
They lower their hands slowly, hesitating what to do with them for a moment before letting them drop to hang at their sides. They still have a hard time meeting his gaze though. Ducking their head as they feel their face getting wet again, though this time not from blood.
Those eyes are hard to hide, though.]