[All the copies act independently of each other, and in that respect they look more like sextuplets than copies. Some shout after the jerks as others start to put their flames away and brush themselves off, and one just wails on a straggler until they manage to pull themselves away and run off with the other bullies.
When Frisk speaks though, they all look up at them. The surprise is enough to break Stan's focus, and the six of them fuse back together into one Stan. He decides in that split second to leave himself as a kid though, instead of turning back into a gross old man. This kid's already scared enough as it is!
He shrugs, like it's something anyone would have done. It's something anyone should have done.]
Eh. I was just passin' through and you looked like you needed a hand or twelve.
[He laughs a little at his own dumb joke, and then looks at them a little more seriously.]
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When Frisk speaks though, they all look up at them. The surprise is enough to break Stan's focus, and the six of them fuse back together into one Stan. He decides in that split second to leave himself as a kid though, instead of turning back into a gross old man. This kid's already scared enough as it is!
He shrugs, like it's something anyone would have done. It's something anyone should have done.]
Eh. I was just passin' through and you looked like you needed a hand or twelve.
[He laughs a little at his own dumb joke, and then looks at them a little more seriously.]
...You okay?