"...How mini are minis?" Frisk wants to know in case they see any.

(Also because tiny things are cute.)

Frisk doesn't move one iota, pretending they didn't notice. Their fingers are completely solid--a little cool from the night air at worst. "An' I think there'll be more later."

The finale ends in all the colors of the rainbow, loud enough to make the roof feel like it's shaking and their chest to feel like liquid. It's cool.