[They'd almost forgotten that he'd offered to involve them, honestly. The peace of that sunny afternoon on the beach is a world's difference from what they'd been dealing with recently; which is all the more reason for Frisk to drop everything they're doing, in order to tag along.
Magic. They can learn magic.
Some people might call the look on their face "determined". Others, who know them a little better? They might call it nerves. Either way, they stick close to Sans, politely refraining from the urge to grab a fistful of the back of his jacket. They can do this. It's fine.]
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Magic. They can learn magic.
Some people might call the look on their face "determined". Others, who know them a little better? They might call it nerves. Either way, they stick close to Sans, politely refraining from the urge to grab a fistful of the back of his jacket. They can do this. It's fine.]