They got over that kind of thing a long time ago. They're clearly wary, but they're not afraid. And that wariness isn't entirely for their own benefit.
...It takes Frisk a lot of self-control not to roll their eyes.
"...okay? We're in a weird castle in the sky." They jerk their head towards a window, at sunlight streaming in, a couple clouds drifting close by. "We all just woke up here, no idea who or what did that. There's no SAVE files, not mine or yours. Or Flowey's, I guess. Everyone knows you killed me, and that Sans killed you, 'cause that was three or four days ago. Can show you the graves they gave us, for proof," they add, tapping the scar idly with their pointer finger. "Don't know how exactly to tell you that I didn't do it. Not from the same timeline, only sort of know you."
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...It takes Frisk a lot of self-control not to roll their eyes.
"...okay? We're in a weird castle in the sky." They jerk their head towards a window, at sunlight streaming in, a couple clouds drifting close by. "We all just woke up here, no idea who or what did that. There's no SAVE files, not mine or yours. Or Flowey's, I guess. Everyone knows you killed me, and that Sans killed you, 'cause that was three or four days ago. Can show you the graves they gave us, for proof," they add, tapping the scar idly with their pointer finger. "Don't know how exactly to tell you that I didn't do it. Not from the same timeline, only sort of know you."