[Frisk has been nameless before as well, partially by choice and partially by the 'transient' nature they had taken on during their many resets. No one expected the human child to stay, or even necessarily live for very long. What would be the point of giving out their name?]
[But still...]
Names're always important.
[The name he gives rattles around in Frisk's brain, and for a moment they remember...something. A door, a dark shape...hands. The more they try to hold onto the details more they slip away. Shaking loose of the momentary shock, Frisk smiles kindly up at Gaster.]
'S nice to meet you. My name is Frisk.
[They start to reach up to offer their hand, but halfway through the motion they remember (or rather see) that the two of them are still caught in this game of mirrors and drops their hand back down to their side with a nervous laugh.]
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[But still...]
Names're always important.
[The name he gives rattles around in Frisk's brain, and for a moment they remember...something. A door, a dark shape...hands. The more they try to hold onto the details more they slip away. Shaking loose of the momentary shock, Frisk smiles kindly up at Gaster.]
'S nice to meet you. My name is Frisk.
[They start to reach up to offer their hand, but halfway through the motion they remember (or rather see) that the two of them are still caught in this game of mirrors and drops their hand back down to their side with a nervous laugh.]