[ Lunafreya smiles when she sees Frisk's face pop up on the network, but upon seeing the state of their injuries, she frowns. She listens to their message, and before she knows it, she's switching on her own camera, her expression riddled with concern.

She may not have known of Frisk's friends, but she gathers what context that she can. ]

Monster funerals... sound lovely. A celebration of their lives, it seems. [ She wants to say she's sorry, but she knows that platitudes can only go so far. ]

I fear I do not know many jokes, but of the ones I have... This one is the funniest.

What do you call a parade of rabbits jumping backwards?