"I think it's your's actually. I went after you."

Frisk nodded and thought. *would you rather have a pet dinosaur, or pet mythical creature?*

Asreil thought for a bit before saying, *dinosaur. Having a raptor would be cool.*

"Er... Dinosaur. I think mythical creatures are off the table since last week..."

Frisk laughed. *fair.*

(To which a couple of monsters would look at eachother strangely and then go "But unicorns don't exist?")

Warren shrugged. "Alright... Uh, would you rather learn martial arts or arts 'n crafts?"

Frisk said, *arts and crafts.*

Asreil grinned. *marital arts.*

"Okay. Asriel? You're up."

Asreil opened his mouth to speak before tripping on a root and falling face first into the ground.

Frisk said, *wow, such good options! How do I choose?*

Warren elbowed her. "Shh. Be nice."

Asreil looked up, grinning and covered in dirt. *its fine.*

Frisk grinned.