(It's been far too long since Asgore last held his son like this. Too long since he held his son at all. That very last time is still fresh in his memory: Asriel, transformed completely, turning into dust after laying Chara's body down, dropping those golden flower seeds in the process. In one fell swoop, Asgore lost both of his children.
And now, perhaps because of his wish, he's able to see one of them again. Feel one of them again.
Like his son, he has no reason to pull away from the hug, the king's dignity melting away to reveal a father's remorse. His own sobs are choked, but the smile on his face holds through. That hug becomes a little tighter and that great palm softly strokes his son's head.)
It has been far too long. I thought I would never see you again...my son...
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And now, perhaps because of his wish, he's able to see one of them again. Feel one of them again.
Like his son, he has no reason to pull away from the hug, the king's dignity melting away to reveal a father's remorse. His own sobs are choked, but the smile on his face holds through. That hug becomes a little tighter and that great palm softly strokes his son's head.)
It has been far too long. I thought I would never see you again...my son...