Probably a good thing they don't mention Gaster, considering their current vendetta. Chara might even know something similar what Frisk is talking about, giving he obscured all instances of caring about Sans and Papyrus from them, but it doesn't occur to them there's something relevant to dig for in that mess they don't want to touch right now. They can feel their brain start to creak just thinking about it.
[Some... scientists.] It's something to file away for later.
They watch other-Frisk pour the... well, they're pretty sure calling it tea might be a little bit of a misnomer at this stage. There's a pang of nostalgic pain from Frisk's end of things, but they don't elaborate on it.
They'll give it a try anyway. They wordlessly swipe the kettle and pour some into their own cup, setting it down and taking a sip. Their face does scrunch up, and then the hot liquid hits the sore part of their throat and sets it on fire, and the taste becomes the least of their problems as they slam the cup onto the bench, coughing and hacking, uncaring of the liquid spilt out.
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Date: 2016-12-13 09:04 pm (UTC)[Some... scientists.] It's something to file away for later.
They watch other-Frisk pour the... well, they're pretty sure calling it tea might be a little bit of a misnomer at this stage. There's a pang of nostalgic pain from Frisk's end of things, but they don't elaborate on it.
They'll give it a try anyway. They wordlessly swipe the kettle and pour some into their own cup, setting it down and taking a sip. Their face does scrunch up, and then the hot liquid hits the sore part of their throat and sets it on fire, and the taste becomes the least of their problems as they slam the cup onto the bench, coughing and hacking, uncaring of the liquid spilt out.