[Ha... not enough of the soul's residue had left him, it seems. He still feels a building anxiety in his chest, taking a small step back. He barely even realizes he does it.
But as Frisk goes on, his expression darkens - literally. Asriel's eyes go entirely black, the corners of his mouth spreading over his cheeks like a vine being pulled apart. The pitch of his voice turns higher for just a moment, just a brief moment, and his head turns downward.]
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But as Frisk goes on, his expression darkens - literally. Asriel's eyes go entirely black, the corners of his mouth spreading over his cheeks like a vine being pulled apart. The pitch of his voice turns higher for just a moment, just a brief moment, and his head turns downward.]
Chara's GONE.