The word on its own is cool. And of course this means moon powers is what this Luna should have, and that'll be incorporated into playtime soon enough.

But not yet.

They've gained knowledge, but they're not entirely satisfied, and there's still more time to kill. There's a perfectly okay chair right there, but they end up leaning against the edge of their desk instead to look him over again.

He has a humanlike body, but that face definitely isn't. Neither are the weird disc shapes around his wrists, and they run their finger over the thing on his back--those could be wings that're detachable. Frisk considers tugging it off for a moment, but they remember they've had action figures with stuff like that before, and their accessories are long lost around the house. They don't want to lose it so quickly.

There's a computer right there, only the thought of trying to look him up with more detail doesn't occur to them. They're going to be stuck wondering a little longer.

"What kinda monster are you?" Frisk wonders softly.

Monster...or alien. Alien might make more sense with a moon name, but they like monsters better. He's their monster now.