She was exhausted, heart beating quickly in her chest and her breath coming in short pants as she tried not to make it seem like she could keel over at any moment. She squeezed him until the point he stepped back, wherein she gave him a slightly confused head tilt.<br/><br/>"Friends?" Frisk giggled breathlessly. "So we aren't going on that date then?"<br/><br/>In all honesty, she was glad it ended this way. There seemed to be a lot less violence involved here than... the other place they'd gone. This Sans was a bubbling ball of joy.<br/><br/>"I'm happy to be your friend, Sans." Frisk continued on, moving forwards to hug him yet again, though this was more in relief than a battle tactic this time.