A nod. Makes sense, at least the 'wavelength' part. Frisk's lips twitch--maybe the castle's afraid of letting them cook because it knows what happened with Undyne, somehow. Probably not, but it's an entertaining thought.
Cats can't hold hands, but they can cuddle more easily. Frisk would say they thought it was a fair tradeoff if he'd spoken aloud.
"Yeah. I made friends with all of the monsters that live under the mountain, and helped them get out. They shouldn't have been trapped there in the first place, but the humans got scared a long time ago," they tell her. Even after the harm some monsters caused them, they still think it's weird; monsters are generally very good people.
They give a sideling glance at Sans-Serif. "...I'm nine years old. Or...maybe ten. I don't know how long I've been here now. My human family...are...gone," they say vaguely, "but I was going to live with some of the monsters back home."
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Date: 2016-03-11 11:50 am (UTC)Cats can't hold hands, but they can cuddle more easily. Frisk would say they thought it was a fair tradeoff if he'd spoken aloud.
"Yeah. I made friends with all of the monsters that live under the mountain, and helped them get out. They shouldn't have been trapped there in the first place, but the humans got scared a long time ago," they tell her. Even after the harm some monsters caused them, they still think it's weird; monsters are generally very good people.
They give a sideling glance at Sans-Serif. "...I'm nine years old. Or...maybe ten. I don't know how long I've been here now. My human family...are...gone," they say vaguely, "but I was going to live with some of the monsters back home."