*The kids look down looking upset. In response to the king asking about if they endured any horrifying things in the outlands. Frisk looks away nervously and a bit sad. They began rubbing arm then fiddling hands, doing their usual nervous fidgeting again*
*Chara holds locket under poncho with wings slumped a bit as she looks down ashamed*
*finally Alice looks down with a disheartened sigh*
*The kids look down in silence*
*Frisk felt a gentle hand touch their head. They blink in surprise to see Conthra reached over to pet their head*
*Chara’s ear wings and back wings perk up*
*he slowly stands after giving Frisk gentle head pats*
*he gives a smile to the kids and heads to the living room*
*Frisk slowly touches their head after the head pat. Shocked at such gentle kindness by a stranger, in an instant he made them forget their troubles. They haven’t felt this taken aback from such generosity since first meeting Toriel*
*They contemplate as they finish their food*