It really is like looking into a mirror, a little disquietingly so. Frisk does something they don't do without reason. They back off. They nod. It makes sense. (They can always try again later.)

"Okay."

They turn Chara's head towards the window, look out towards the very last rays of sun, swing their legs a little more, and then jump down. They feel a bit... well not better exactly, but more on an even keel.

"D'you want to finish the cake castle?"

A genuine, open offer, said as if the last bit hadn't happened at all.