[It's a while later before Frisk touches down in the backyard. They don't need to search for Chara--they can feel their SOUL, a strange and delicate thing that still beats with as much power as any human holds. (As any Lilim holds.) Quietly they make their way through the house, pausing outside the door and knocking twice before opening it.]
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[It's a while later before Frisk touches down in the backyard. They don't need to search for Chara--they can feel their SOUL, a strange and delicate thing that still beats with as much power as any human holds. (As any Lilim holds.) Quietly they make their way through the house, pausing outside the door and knocking twice before opening it.]
Chara. May I come in?