[They leave quickly to make good on their promise, presumably. He's in no position to check and ensure that they do. He has little choice but to put faith in a tiny creature who, to their credit, has managed to earn Chara's fondness, which at least counts for something.]
[He curls up in the corner, and makes himself as small and unimpressionable as possible until a soft metal click against stone heralds their reapproach.]
[He unbends, stiffly. He's not certain how much time has passed. He's not sure he needs to know.]
[Instead he simply stares at them, wondering if something of his desperation leaches through.]
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[He curls up in the corner, and makes himself as small and unimpressionable as possible until a soft metal click against stone heralds their reapproach.]
[He unbends, stiffly. He's not certain how much time has passed. He's not sure he needs to know.]
[Instead he simply stares at them, wondering if something of his desperation leaches through.]