what the right hand does

"Legend has it—funny to talk about it that way, but legends have to start somewhere, whether we're looking at the past month or millennium—gah! ANYhoo." Gerson leans forward, forearms and elbows pressed to countertop, good eye twinkling with conspiracy. "Legend has it that our spectre is... kind of the funny sort! Bustles around doing nice things while we've got our backs turned. Never anything big. You know. Picking up litter, tucking in bedsheets, bringing those sack lunches kids forget at home." He pauses, voice dropping to a cautious rasp. "Those lost socks? They can find 'em. Just ask the librarbian and definitely not me! Wahaha!"... Well, you hear Chara say, call me biased, but it looks pretty well cinched from here. That sounds exactly like a monster.--A year later, Frisk and Chara make another trek to the very end of the Ruins. They get sidetracked on the way home by rumors of a ghost.Naturally, they investigate.