[There's sort of puff of air that could be a laugh. Sans can't see it, but Frisk closes their eyes, thinking. Part of them wants to stay away, in case there's a reprise of their first meeting. But the other... feels like that isn't right. Like they're hiding. And the whole point of this is to not hide what happened, right?]

There's spot, down by the lake a little outside the city. It's got a tree with it's branches all low that's easy to sit on, and there's some flowers even though it's still cold. I'll meet you there?

[They're already getting to their feet.]