Frisk is waiting outside the temple, staring at their slate intently as they scroll through the Heroes of Light linkshell archives. Something's clearly on their mind, but they put the device down and start smiling as soon as they see Kuja. They're wearing pretty standard Frisk attire, but there is a notable addition to their wardrobe: glasses. And for once, Kuja can't see them squinting. "Morning, Kuja. And... proooobably a lot of people. I think the end of the world is a big enough problem to get even the laziest of bums like me working to find a way to, you know, not die," they joke.
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