Of course. Know you have a funny bone yourself, too. [Frisk heard a few things hiding behind that conveniently-shaped lamp. They rest their cheek against the shoulder of his battle body for a moment, smiling affectionately.]

I know you will. You're always gonna be protecting each other.

[They tilt their head back until they're staring at Sans almost upside-down.] And I've only been here, though my mundane might be putting me in a thing called a "dressing room" soon. [Frisk gives him a curious look. What about the brothers?]