[With a rending, bright snap of multiple edges aligning, it all pieces together. Their lack of powers, the faceless nature of their bullies, the way this boy can do all sorts of things on a whim -
And they're not eight either. They blink, and they're slightly taller, as if their mind sense the disconnect between the dream and their physical age and abruptly adjusted.]
It is a dream. That makes...a lot of sense now, actually. Th - thank you.
[Which begs the question of how he knows. He can replicate himself, he can heal them with a thought, he says he has powers that aren't overt, he's talking like he has some kind of intimate knowledge as to how dreams work...
Well, they can do some basic deductive reasoning. Frisk looks at him curiously.]
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[With a rending, bright snap of multiple edges aligning, it all pieces together. Their lack of powers, the faceless nature of their bullies, the way this boy can do all sorts of things on a whim -
And they're not eight either. They blink, and they're slightly taller, as if their mind sense the disconnect between the dream and their physical age and abruptly adjusted.]
It is a dream. That makes...a lot of sense now, actually. Th - thank you.
[Which begs the question of how he knows. He can replicate himself, he can heal them with a thought, he says he has powers that aren't overt, he's talking like he has some kind of intimate knowledge as to how dreams work...
Well, they can do some basic deductive reasoning. Frisk looks at him curiously.]
Is that your power? Dreams, and things?