She told herself no.
"I want to keep you safe badly, my child.... But I'm afraid I cannot. King Asgore has watched all over the Ruins and the Underground.... I make the most worst decisions, and if I make another mistake.. You'll be another dead child... Like Chara...." Her tears lite up and they watered.. "It's not for just our danger..... It's.... Our safety...... My child, I am afraid for you........ You know what, I cannot take this! Go on, before I change my mind!" She demanded.
You confusedly walked away. You crossed your arms, and sat in a corner for a few minutes.
Soon enough the ghost girl reappeared. "Oh... Hi....." She nervously said.
You looked up at her. "Oh. You. The one who doesn't tell me anything not confusing."
"Sorry for that." She rubbed her arm.
"I guess it's fine..." You replied.
"So, what's your name?"
"Frisk? You?"
"I'm afraid I cannot say..... But call me Nator..." She looked away, not showing her face.
You lifted up your eyebrow. And sighed. You decided to walk away. "Hey! Wait— you need to take me with you, King Asgore will slaughter you with Undyne and all the royal guards!" She began sweating.
"Uh... Fine! But don't make me do anything wrong."
She nodded. "Indeed, Frisk."
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