Asriel's second night was a lot quieter, and much less emotionally exhausted. But he hadn't really left his room much, only when he was hungry or wanted some time alone to explore the ship. Everything was still so overwhelming, so many unanswered questions and worries...

The knock wakes him up out of a nap, and the young monster untangles himself out of the mess of blankets he piled up in his new egg bed. He wraps one of the blankets around himself like a cape before he groggily answers the door.

"Hello...?"

He blinks, looking a little confused when he recognizes the child in front of him. How did Frisk find him?

"Oh Frisk! Howdy! What are you doing out here?"