Oh it's... the first one of them they saw. The one that wouldn't stop poking them. So this is who this Frisk was racing with.
"Hello," they greet their other self in return.
A certain amount of tension has come back into the set of their shoulders, but they take off their shoes all the same. They've already committed to this line of action - they can't back out now. They look at the offered arm, and slowly take it, pulling themself up with one hand while holding their shoes in the other, letting go as soon as they have their balance again.
They walk to leave their shoes at the side of the hall as Frisk speaks to the other Chara. Don't want to have them in the way, after all.
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"Hello," they greet their other self in return.
A certain amount of tension has come back into the set of their shoulders, but they take off their shoes all the same. They've already committed to this line of action - they can't back out now. They look at the offered arm, and slowly take it, pulling themself up with one hand while holding their shoes in the other, letting go as soon as they have their balance again.
They walk to leave their shoes at the side of the hall as Frisk speaks to the other Chara. Don't want to have them in the way, after all.