[Oh, he's... not used to hearing that. He 'made friends' during his resets, but it was all just pretend. Picking dialogue options they liked until they 'cared' about him. This feels different. Soulless as he is, Flowey doesn't know how to respond.
Emporio is crying. He doesn't know how to respond to that, either.] H-hey, come on, buddy! It's okay! ["Big kids don't cry" is on the tip of his tongue. He doesn't say that. Chara... didn't always give the best advice.
Being free now, sunlight on his face... meeting people who care about him, even when he's a jerk sometimes... he hasn't stopped to really look back, and when he has, it's only been at all the injuries and embarrassments. But this experience... it has been unexpectedly... nice. He feels warm. It's strange. He doesn't know what to think.]
I... uh...
... Yeah. Me too. [He can't bring himself to say it.]
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Emporio is crying. He doesn't know how to respond to that, either.] H-hey, come on, buddy! It's okay! ["Big kids don't cry" is on the tip of his tongue. He doesn't say that. Chara... didn't always give the best advice.
Being free now, sunlight on his face... meeting people who care about him, even when he's a jerk sometimes... he hasn't stopped to really look back, and when he has, it's only been at all the injuries and embarrassments. But this experience... it has been unexpectedly... nice. He feels warm. It's strange. He doesn't know what to think.]
I... uh...
... Yeah. Me too. [He can't bring himself to say it.]