After scooting to sit against a wall, I started to feed my daughter, as she had been at least a day without food. She latched right onto my breast and it eased any of her tension. Asriel watched, though he turned his head to pretend he wasn't. He hadn't moved from his spot, and I felt like he was doing it as to not scare me.
I sighed and called over to him, my nurturing instinct taking hold. "Are you alright? Chara didn't hurt you too bad did they?"
Turning his head to look directly now, he made eye contact. "I'm fine…Is she…are you both okay?" He muttered his concern.
"We're fine…she's just hungry…Do you think…you could open the door for us?"
For the first time he chuckled, even if sarcastically, and it reminded me of his father.
"Do you think I have enough magic to open that thing? Magic doesn't grow on trees."
I paused, sensing an opportunity that I had to take for a perfect pun and hoping maybe it would lighten the atmosphere.
"But it does grow on flowers."
After a short second of comprehension, he snorted. His petals shaking with amusement. He resisted laughing aloud but it only caused him to snort more. As cute as it was, I didn't laugh more than a short giggle. Sans would have better spoken the pun and I wanted him here. I suppose it broke the tension though and Asriel seemed to ease as well.
Perhaps things wouldn't be so bad in here. At least we could attempt to figure each other out a bit more and possibly work together. Maybe he could be entrusted to protect Ariel and I from Gaster even.
"Well?" He broke the quiet that had begun again. "Any ideas on getting out? I'm getting tired of this room."
I glance around the room to see if there was anything we could use to heal up and gain some energy. I didn't see food or drinks, but I did spot something of interest. A small in the wall was presently tucked in the corner. It wasn't something we could fit through, but it was fit for a mouse. Knowing that somewhere in the hole a mouse lived filled me with determination and I scooted toward it.
If I could get the mouse to bring the cheese, or some other food, we might be able to get out.
