The gleefulness isn't suspicious, no, although it's a bit of a surprise how quickly Frisk has recovered considering how recently they came to being eaten. But then again, the incident is probably weighing on Batman's mind more than anyone else's.
More concerning is the crashing noises, which Batman comments on: "It doesn't sound like nothing."
Fortunately, dealing with Robin has given Batman some experience in dealing with hyperactive kids, so he isn't exactly concerned although he does start turning this way and that way, looking for Frisk, prepared to deal with the inevitable scrapes and bruises. It's not hard to keep track of Frisk by the sounds, even if he can't see them clearly through the foliage. A moment later there's a blue-and-brown streak flying through the air and Batman has to hop back so it doesn't crash into him.
He winces. That was not a good looking landing; Frisk's head is down in the dirt and there's something strange and twig-covered attached to their back.
Wait.
Not just attached to their back. It's growing out of them, like another pair of arms. But it's not arms, it's a pair of wings, rather like those of a bat's.
"Frisk! How did-" the words are cut off with a choking sound. Batman's throat seizes, his pulse speeding up. How did you find out? This isn't the first time someone's been turned into a monster by his own negligence, but he was the only one here who knew about the curse, he hadn't thought it was obvious, wouldn't have said anything even if he could, and Frisk had never shown any particular sensitivity towards magic. And they hadn't said anything- but Frisk has a habit of not talking about things anyway, and what else could it be?
The Batman's eyes are blank, seeing two things at once; a child with wings growing out of their back, a teenage girl with a face suddenly covered in fur. He breathes in and out of his nose, willing himself to stay calm. He needs to rephrase his question, get a grip on the situation.
"What did you do?" Besides the wings, they look more or less like themselves... of course, the curse has affected everyone differently so far.
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More concerning is the crashing noises, which Batman comments on: "It doesn't sound like nothing."
Fortunately, dealing with Robin has given Batman some experience in dealing with hyperactive kids, so he isn't exactly concerned although he does start turning this way and that way, looking for Frisk, prepared to deal with the inevitable scrapes and bruises. It's not hard to keep track of Frisk by the sounds, even if he can't see them clearly through the foliage. A moment later there's a blue-and-brown streak flying through the air and Batman has to hop back so it doesn't crash into him.
He winces. That was not a good looking landing; Frisk's head is down in the dirt and there's something strange and twig-covered attached to their back.
Wait.
Not just attached to their back. It's growing out of them, like another pair of arms. But it's not arms, it's a pair of wings, rather like those of a bat's.
"Frisk! How did-" the words are cut off with a choking sound. Batman's throat seizes, his pulse speeding up. How did you find out? This isn't the first time someone's been turned into a monster by his own negligence, but he was the only one here who knew about the curse, he hadn't thought it was obvious, wouldn't have said anything even if he could, and Frisk had never shown any particular sensitivity towards magic. And they hadn't said anything- but Frisk has a habit of not talking about things anyway, and what else could it be?
The Batman's eyes are blank, seeing two things at once; a child with wings growing out of their back, a teenage girl with a face suddenly covered in fur. He breathes in and out of his nose, willing himself to stay calm. He needs to rephrase his question, get a grip on the situation.
"What did you do?" Besides the wings, they look more or less like themselves... of course, the curse has affected everyone differently so far.