"Then why do you have that?" Frisk's completely baffled. They're not trying to be rude about it, either, they're just clueless.
And they're trying to make amends here, they're just bad at segues. "She's Needles. Sparks is sorry too."
Across the grass, Sparks rolls onto his side, angling his head across the grass to stare at Chara apologetically. No, not Chara--Frisk. The Frisk that's in their head somehow.
If it was anyone but Hush who passed that tidbit along, neither of them would've believed it--but Hush doesn't lie to Frisk, and they can't think of a reason he'd start now.
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Date: 2017-03-07 12:28 am (UTC)And they're trying to make amends here, they're just bad at segues. "She's Needles. Sparks is sorry too."
Across the grass, Sparks rolls onto his side, angling his head across the grass to stare at Chara apologetically. No, not Chara--Frisk. The Frisk that's in their head somehow.
If it was anyone but Hush who passed that tidbit along, neither of them would've believed it--but Hush doesn't lie to Frisk, and they can't think of a reason he'd start now.