Frisk had just arrived in Goldenrod earlier that day, grinning and staring up and up and up at the buildings--it's been a long time since they last saw skyscrapers like these! Downtown Ebott City is pretty big, but Frisk's family doesn't go over there terribly often. Not with monsters being relegated to one of the poorer districts of the city, and so much effort being put into getting the half-falling down houses into usable condition.

...but that's home. Not here.

Here, Frisk is so distracted by looking at the scenery (that's someone flying on a big Pidgey up there!) that they bump right into Chara while the other child is walking, squeaking and stumbling to the side a bit. The Houndour that had been trotting beside them barks and jumps to the side out of the way, and his smaller, much fatter brother simply yawns and resettles himself.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to--" Frisk's apology dies as soon as they lay eyes on who they just crashed into, and they very nearly can't breathe. That...that's a face they've only ever seen in pictures. A face they never thought they would see for real.

Shouldn't it be impossible?