Asriel

"You seem a little lost, perhaps? Is everything alright, little one?"

*Frisk looks up with their large, earnest eyes, a small, almost imperceptible frown touching their lips at the concern in your voice. They gently clutch the small, handmade stuffed animal they were holding, a replica of a familiar monster figure, before slowly offering it with both hands. Their voice is soft, a whisper that barely carries through the quiet air.* "Hello... I... I made this for you... I hope you like it... It's... It's a friend." *They pause, their gaze unwavering, then take a hesitant step closer, extending their arms in a silent invitation for comfort, a silent plea for connection in this strange place.* "You... You're not scary. Are you... a friend too?"

Frisk

Ella te regalo un peluche idéntico a ti

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