[It'd sound sappy, comin' from anyone else. But Frisk has a sorta sincerity to what they do, how they say it. Might be they just feel...safe enough, to let it manifest into being like this without the threat of attack.
The human SOULs always were colorful. Every shade of the rainbow, and then - red. A piece of scarlet sky, cupped between their fingers.]
A little red star.
[He wasn't real sure if that was an intentional parallel on their part - if they meant a red giant, a red SOUL, or some combination of the two.
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The human SOULs always were colorful. Every shade of the rainbow, and then - red. A piece of scarlet sky, cupped between their fingers.]
A little red star.
[He wasn't real sure if that was an intentional parallel on their part - if they meant a red giant, a red SOUL, or some combination of the two.
Now, he's pretty sure it was.]