Huh. This room seems to have nothing but a collection of horseshoes scattered all over the floor. They bend to pick one up, hefting it in their hands, and are surprised at how heavy it is. They don't have much experience with stuff like this, after all.
The sudden words cut off more thoughts of investigation before they can properly form. The words are oddly familiar, but the voice--such as it is--is not. They've been in the castle for months, after all, and the voice that helped them through the Underground hadn't really had a sound to it.
They glance over their shoulder. "...hello?" They stand and turn, still holding the horseshoe. In fact, they lift it up for the other kid to see, because this floor isn't even near where horses could possibly be. It's not the weirdest thing in the castle by far, but it's still unexpected. "Don't know why this is here," Frisk informs them.
(writing this like a Normal Encounter is so weird)
The sudden words cut off more thoughts of investigation before they can properly form. The words are oddly familiar, but the voice--such as it is--is not. They've been in the castle for months, after all, and the voice that helped them through the Underground hadn't really had a sound to it.
They glance over their shoulder. "...hello?" They stand and turn, still holding the horseshoe. In fact, they lift it up for the other kid to see, because this floor isn't even near where horses could possibly be. It's not the weirdest thing in the castle by far, but it's still unexpected. "Don't know why this is here," Frisk informs them.