Colosseum - Spectator Thread

[Undyne]

Alexyana passed her claws through her hair as if combing it and took several deep breaths to calm herself down. Then she shook her head. "There's nothing I should forgive you for, Axorn. You got me scared and worried but not angered, and this whole thing wasn't your fault in the first place. I first thought like you'd tried some sort of practical joke but seeing as how that wasn't the case there's nothing that needs forgiving." She offered a little grin, stood back up and held out her hand to shake Axorn's in a gesture of reconciliation. "Although, you wouldn't need to worry about me freaking out if you showed up, so long as you do it in a somewhat sensitive manner. I've had my share of freaky experiences, seeing a person I thought dead back on their feet isn't too bad in contrast. I appreciate the gesture, though." She looked at Axorn's forehead for a moment. "You sure you are okay, then? This mental trauma you mentioned - I don't know how much it's effected you but perhaps we could have someone take a look at it, just to make sure. As a part-demon I know how volatile dark magic can be... it might have unpredictable after-effects."

She took her seat back up and waited for Axorn to do the same, unless he insisted on staying on his feet of course. In an effort to lighten up the conversation a bit she gave him a little grin. "Although I'll admit that the mask is a little off-putting at first, now that I know that you wear it. Then again, this is coming from someone with black eyeballs, and you don't look any different with the thing on your face - just another reason for you to forget about it, and I wouldn't expect you to tell me every last detail of such things. I'll get used to it, I promise."