Discordant, unexpected, they flinch back. A part of them expects attack, to need to dodge.
When the hands do nothing of the sort, Frisk straightens up and lifts their own.
Hello.
....He played music, so presumably he can hear, right? They say "Your music sounds nice," as well as trying to sign it still, just in case. Their hands are slow and stumbling, but it matches their words.
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Date: 2016-09-30 11:41 pm (UTC)When the hands do nothing of the sort, Frisk straightens up and lifts their own.
Hello.
....He played music, so presumably he can hear, right? They say "Your music sounds nice," as well as trying to sign it still, just in case. Their hands are slow and stumbling, but it matches their words.