[They're pretty focused on trying to coax the dove to come closer, so when Sans greets them, they're a little startled. Not enough to hit their head on the side of the bend or anything like that, but enough that they visibly jolt. They're pushing themselves up to look at him a moment later, the frustrated look on their face quickly getting replaced by a smile.
Looks like nothing is out of the ordinary with Frisk... so far, at least.]
Didn't lose anything. [Shaking their head and shooting a quick glance at their new "friend".] ... Getting followed by a bird, though. It looks injured, but... Won't let me help. Don't know why.
[And in the few seconds they've been talking to Sans, said dove has slowly waddled out from under the table. It's not touching anyone yet, and Frisk hasn't noticed it moved, but. Well.
How long until it decides to try and give flying another go?]
boy i die..............shit boy
Looks like nothing is out of the ordinary with Frisk... so far, at least.]
Didn't lose anything. [Shaking their head and shooting a quick glance at their new "friend".] ... Getting followed by a bird, though. It looks injured, but... Won't let me help. Don't know why.
[And in the few seconds they've been talking to Sans, said dove has slowly waddled out from under the table. It's not touching anyone yet, and Frisk hasn't noticed it moved, but. Well.
How long until it decides to try and give flying another go?]