Frisk smiles and nods in response to the thanks. It's no trouble, really. They're accustomed to silence, so they wait patiently for Namine to formulate her words; it's clear enough that she wants to say something.

Indeed, it's a pretty obvious question. They haven't met. Frisk tilts their head, then activates their new communicator experimentally. The over-the-eye part is a little bit weird. They've figured out how to text other people though! That's the only function they're likely to use much of anyway.

I'm Frisk. Nice to meet you!