[A ragged bark of a laugh, and they jerk back, away. Curling up where they are like the horrid little thing they are.]
Don't touch me.
[The words emerge a low hiss. A threat. A warning.
Don't touch me. Not like this. Not now. Not without warning, not as though they're entitled, because we love you, Chara, we want to make sure you don't go running off again, and we want you to stay right where you are, so don't you move, don't you leave Mommy's sight, don't you try to wriggle out of your consequences.]
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Don't touch me.
[The words emerge a low hiss. A threat. A warning.
Don't touch me. Not like this. Not now. Not without warning, not as though they're entitled, because we love you, Chara, we want to make sure you don't go running off again, and we want you to stay right where you are, so don't you move, don't you leave Mommy's sight, don't you try to wriggle out of your consequences.]