Humans, right, Frisk supposed she should pretend she wasn't human, or at least not admit to it right away. It'd be fairly obvious eventually anyway, but until she could assess the situation properly then she'd just be cautious. If the 'Fell' universe taught her anything it was to be on guard.<br/><br/>This Papyrus certainly seemed different. The last one was full of spikes and a sharp attitude to match, this one acted much more laid back, a lot softer seeming. She'd probably go so far as to say 'cuddly', at least in comparison to the first one she'd met.<br/><br/>As Aster spoke she looked up at her, taking her hand and squeezing it tightly. The poor thing looked so tired and weary, everything must've been taking an emotional toll on her. Frisk recalled what she'd been told, that the first Sans and Papyrus she'd met weren't the brothers she knew, and this one didn't seem to be hers either.<br/><br/>"<strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">We'll be home soon.</span></strong>" Frisk whispered to her in promise, trying to give the skeleton an encouraging smile. "<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>You just gotta hold on.</strong></span>"<br/><br/>She was beginning to think maybe Aster should've stayed in the Ruins, at least there Asgore could've cared for her...