Yeah, Frisk is pretty straightforward that way. They pause one aggressively casual tic to indulge another; a new one, in this case, in the form of adjusting the headband that pulls their thick bangs back over their hairline. A gift from Lup that they've found delightfully useful beyond just being cute. Anything that can tame their wild hair-nest in a climate like this instantly makes it to the top of the 'equippable' list.
They use the moment of tucking escaped tufts of hair back under the band to deliberate a further response. Once they've seemed to decide, their arms lower to cross over their chest.
"They're from another world. I haven't seen any here, though." Then their voice lowers conspiratorially, and they lean forward again, arms still crossed. "But they're really.... hecked up."
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Yeah, Frisk is pretty straightforward that way. They pause one aggressively casual tic to indulge another; a new one, in this case, in the form of adjusting the headband that pulls their thick bangs back over their hairline. A gift from Lup that they've found delightfully useful beyond just being cute. Anything that can tame their wild hair-nest in a climate like this instantly makes it to the top of the 'equippable' list.
They use the moment of tucking escaped tufts of hair back under the band to deliberate a further response. Once they've seemed to decide, their arms lower to cross over their chest.
"They're from another world. I haven't seen any here, though." Then their voice lowers conspiratorially, and they lean forward again, arms still crossed. "But they're really.... hecked up."