[Not as much trouble as Frisk thinks, really. This is pretty standard activity for unexpected actions on his part--and the room he introduced them to, while he did not say as much to them, has an integral role in the coming final days.
Days which are, by his presence, fast upon them.
So his escort gives him space to pass, and he walks into their midst, all but a tiny segment of him totally relaxed--his hands are in his pockets, his smile calm--but the two who had meant to enter the room push past him, followed by a third, and he knows his game is already up.
Oh well.
He watches, silent, as the first two circle around the central pillar, the third stationing herself just inside, weapon raised and ready.
Unnecessary dramatics any time but this one.
His expression hardens a little, mouth tightening into a line of disappointment--or at least displeasure.
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Days which are, by his presence, fast upon them.
So his escort gives him space to pass, and he walks into their midst, all but a tiny segment of him totally relaxed--his hands are in his pockets, his smile calm--but the two who had meant to enter the room push past him, followed by a third, and he knows his game is already up.
Oh well.
He watches, silent, as the first two circle around the central pillar, the third stationing herself just inside, weapon raised and ready.
Unnecessary dramatics any time but this one.
His expression hardens a little, mouth tightening into a line of disappointment--or at least displeasure.
Well--]