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[determinedest]

You've reached Frisk. If I'm not answering my phone, please leave a message or find me on the second floor, Room 12.

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[sciencelizard]

Well... true.

[She stops and giggles.]

W-Worth a shot!

[determinedest]

Exactly!

[Frisk giggles again, then takes one last look at the robots Alphys has some truly wicked plans for.]

I'll, um...I can leave you to it. Plus I should probably make sure Sans hasn't gotten us again since I was gone.

[sciencelizard]

Okay! I'm gonna, uhm, g-get these ready. I'm gonna push s-so many under Sans' door.

[She looks... almost determined, but absolutely happy. Frisk, you're such a good kid.]

Good l-luck! I hope, uhm, you c-catch whatever he does before it gets you.

[determinedest]

Maybe he'll turn me blue.

[They don't sound too bothered by it, though. Rather, they find themselves almost anticipating his retaliation.]

Let me know if you need any help, though!

[sciencelizard]

Of c-course! I'll see you soon!

[She goes back to tinkering with the small robots, assuming Frisk can let themselves out. The first one she already finished is wheeling around their feet, and knocks gently against the wall by the door, as if trying to help.]