Still a smile, still counts in this...copying game.

Chara leans to the side; Frisk matches it, and unintentionally somewhat fail as well, going just a bit too far. Hands that were still awkwardly splayed over the keys drop down, clinging to the underside of the piano bench. Fortunately, they don't quite tilt far enough to topple everything over.

Frisk sticks the tip of their tongue out the side of their mouth.