[ ... He immediately lurches inside, freezing up. No, no. She can't be here, she can't. He didn't want to see her, couldn't see her.
He had hoped to escape all of that. He... wanted to be able to fix things, after all, and part of wanting to be able to win, part of wanting to stop the endless cycle of carnage, of being empty and alone--most of that also meant he didn't want to deal with, of all things, his mother.
She'd hurt enough.
... Well. Asriel has no idea what to do, right now, except stare, his hands fists at his side. Maybe he should run. Maybe he can fool her into thinking he's not who she thinks he is. ]
forgive me if not all of my icons are smol (which I'm going as his civvie form)
He had hoped to escape all of that. He... wanted to be able to fix things, after all, and part of wanting to be able to win, part of wanting to stop the endless cycle of carnage, of being empty and alone--most of that also meant he didn't want to deal with, of all things, his mother.
She'd hurt enough.
... Well. Asriel has no idea what to do, right now, except stare, his hands fists at his side. Maybe he should run. Maybe he can fool her into thinking he's not who she thinks he is. ]