Frisk proceeds to tug them into the kitchen. Then, finally, they let go.

"Sink sink sink?"

They can't see over the counters--even if their eyes weren't watering, they're too little, even though they try jumping a few times.

Well, fine. They just reach over the counter and drag themselves up until they're kneeling on it. Problem solved!

There's certainly a lot of food up there. "Sink?" they repeat, dubiously eyeing a stone bowl set into one of the counters. "Thas notta sink. But there's a hole in the bottom." They wave to get Chara's attention, whether or not they're already looking, and points.