The spool is held tight in Frisk's hands--they're not a natural at this, city kid they are, but they want to be. They want to learn how to make the kite do tricks. They also don't want to make it crash and maybe break. The wind's doing enough for now.
They can tell somebody's coming before he notices them. It's hard to see around at ground level, but sound carries when the wind dies down in fits and bursts. They're not expecting Barnaby-bunny.
Frisk nods, glancing at him with a tiny grin. "Yeah, 's fine--" there's the briefest pause when they spy that ring, gaze sharpening the slightest bit, and they continue gracelessly: "--you see Kotetsu yet?"
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Date: 2016-09-17 09:35 pm (UTC)They can tell somebody's coming before he notices them. It's hard to see around at ground level, but sound carries when the wind dies down in fits and bursts. They're not expecting Barnaby-bunny.
Frisk nods, glancing at him with a tiny grin. "Yeah, 's fine--" there's the briefest pause when they spy that ring, gaze sharpening the slightest bit, and they continue gracelessly: "--you see Kotetsu yet?"