Frisk sits down beside Baiken and begins digging into their own food, scarfing it down like, well, a child who had just gone through several rounds of intense combat that's also on the cusp of puberty. "It's kinda weird, actually. My world has a bunch of games that have rules that are super similar to how things work here. So I kinda have a knack with messing some of the systems related to Jobs."

They snort, then almost choke on a fry. "I definitely screwed me over in some other ways, though. I expected enemies to wait for me to walk up and hit them before trying to hit back when I was still getting used to this whole 'fighting' thing. 'Specially since monsters back home were a lot more polite and actually did that."