It's a sad look into what peoples' lives are like before they come here. Frisk doesn't trust anybody in the worlds that were left behind.
They think, strangely, of Lesser Dog. "Laser sword!" they cheer, only twitching slightly when it echoes outside--there's probably nobody else out there.
There's a wild urge to pull out their dagger, but no nope no that might go horribly even if they're careful. They yank a stick from a nearby bush--or that's what they plan on doing, only to get a handful of carnation instead, frozen solid under the snow.
...Well, that's fine. They twist it around and brandish it. "Uh--um--magic shield maker! You need to be lucky!"
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Date: 2017-03-27 04:43 am (UTC)They think, strangely, of Lesser Dog. "Laser sword!" they cheer, only twitching slightly when it echoes outside--there's probably nobody else out there.
There's a wild urge to pull out their dagger, but no nope no that might go horribly even if they're careful. They yank a stick from a nearby bush--or that's what they plan on doing, only to get a handful of carnation instead, frozen solid under the snow.
...Well, that's fine. They twist it around and brandish it. "Uh--um--magic shield maker! You need to be lucky!"