Frisk stops dead in the hall when they first hear the sound, and take great pains to track it back to its source. When they do happen upon it from the back, they peer closer until they recognize the glint of steel bundled in a child's arms.
The Worn Dagger - still buried, they're certain. But if Chara got their hands on these...
They'd better make sure it doesn't come to that.
"Those are some...very, um, knife swords," they say, but their confidence dwindles into nothing before they even make the intended punchline, which pretty much butchers the joke's delivery. Guess Sans is the only one who can really lighten the mood with one of those, huh.
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The Worn Dagger - still buried, they're certain. But if Chara got their hands on these...
They'd better make sure it doesn't come to that.
"Those are some...very, um, knife swords," they say, but their confidence dwindles into nothing before they even make the intended punchline, which pretty much butchers the joke's delivery. Guess Sans is the only one who can really lighten the mood with one of those, huh.
But seriously, what's with the swords.