[The Stones have been shitting the bed for like two days now, so it's not super surprising that this-- it's not meant for the whole ding dang island to hear. Most of what's said isn't news to Lup, at least, it resonates with a bitter answering ache in her heart. She's only horrified for the privacy that, once again, is being torn from them without their consent.
It's the last words, Frisk's and Chara's, that makes dread run cold in her chest, makes her voice thinner than it should be when she tries to warn them.]
calling Chara but Frisks are welcome
It's the last words, Frisk's and Chara's, that makes dread run cold in her chest, makes her voice thinner than it should be when she tries to warn them.]
Uhh, kid? You're not gonna like this...