Chara's breathing is very shallow as they listen, listen... the tenseness slowly fades by increments as time goes on without any sound from without the room, although it doesn't disappear completely. They come in enough to catch the latter half of Frisk's question, and the motion.

"I believe so," they breathe, still off kilter. "I think... that they can also be plucked, however." So that's an option if neither of them can find bows. They detachedly turn back towards the pile, mechanically lifting things out one by one and placing them a little distance away on the floor.

They find a bow, but it's for a violin. Another, slightly smaller, cello is slowly uncovered, however.