your friendly neighborhood tree has returned

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Castle Perrault is much like Luceti in that its residents can be sent home without any warning, it seems. But the fact that he actually gets to retain his memory this time is a welcome change, and when Dhaos is pulled back it's with rather less consternation than he'd felt when the same thing happened before.

This is his life now. Getting pulled in and out of jamjars. At least he's not being experimented upon.

Anyway, since he never really got the hang of the area, he'll be just kind of. Wandering around looking for peoWHERE DID ALL THESE SMALL CHILDREN COME FROM

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Frisk stares up at him with an utterly neutral expression - not quite defiant, because open defiance ends... poorly, but definitely a stonewalling of that doubt they hear in the tone in which it's said. That's right. Frisk is their name. Their name is Frisk. Is there a problem?

Well met, he says, and he sounds a little like he's from and old movie or book, just as their parents do, and it's a little jarring. The odd clothing fits this, though.

"Well met," they reply in return, and it's with a nod of Absolutely Seriousness, somewhat clearly put on. Look at them, puffing themself up with a nod.

"D'you wake up here?" they ask, because they've lost quite a few of their fucks. They don't know why they're not in the Underground anymore, and maybe it's the same for other people here - they've settled down enough to make enquiries about it, having found their brother.