The flower’s arms tighten around @spiderspeaks.
It has been several weeks now, of nonstop running and processing. Waiting for the spider to rest. Flowey feels... a concern. It is born of the SOULs residing within him.
Compassion, born of them too.
“Muffet. I know asking you to try and rest is about as helpful as trying to get you to let me try my hand at cooking again...”
The abomination sighs quietly. “But is there anything I can do to assist you? Anything at all to give you even a moments’ rest?”

















