Its supposed to be Frisk and Chara turning their heads quickly over to a blurry Toriel looming over them.
A new signature???!!!
Chara lifted their head up weakly, coughing slightly and meekly getting up. They gazed over to Frisk who was in a similar state to them.
"Yeah." Frisk responded, sniffling. They squinted around with their already closed eyes. Chara looked around, sighing. "Man, It's dark, Huh, Frisky Bits?" The joked lightly. Frisk sighed. "Now's not a time for jokes." They said, irritated about Chara and how dark the underground was.
"We need to get out."