[It's not right. It's disgusting and wrong, and this place seems like a constant reminder of how little ownership he has over himself. When Frisk buries their face into his shoulder, Asriel clings to them and pulls them close into a tight hug.
Tears follow after, forming in thick tracks along his cheeks. A muffled sobbing escapes his throat.]
action;
Tears follow after, forming in thick tracks along his cheeks. A muffled sobbing escapes his throat.]