Asriel watched the emotions on Frisk's face. It was hard to decipher exactly what they were feeling. Were they scared? Worried? Surprised? It was almost like all of those things and maybe something more. Asriel didn't blame them. He had thought he'd never see Frisk again as himself. Maybe again as Flowey but he doubted it. He hoped not and it hope came true. It just wasn't a way he ever thought possible. He waited the silence out until Frisk asked the question.

The goat blinked before he moved to pat his belly with his hands. He looked back up at Frisk and nodded.

"Yeah. I'm real. I'm glad I got to see you again. I mean, I was hiding but you found me so I'm glad I got to see you while I'm still me." He said. He looked down at his feet. What was he supposed to say next?

"...How are you? Are you okay? Are you happy?" That sounded stupid.