"You know, I kinda feel the same way." Frisk kicks a rock out of the way, looking up to the canopy with their hands in their hoodie pockets. "I mean, don't get me wrong. It's not like my life before I came here was remotely as crappy or... dramatic as yours. But...

"I've never really had a home before, you know? Someplace where I really felt like I belonged. But now I do, as cheesy as it sounds."