Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24842431-20180127033516/@comment-32448001-20180203144226

Asgore's gaze wanders to where Frisk is pointing and gives her a single nod. While he waits, he tries to shuffle over to where Toriel was standing, smiling and watching Napstablook. He clears his throat.

"U-Uh, hey... Tori..." He gave an akward wave.

Toriel looked up, rolling her eyes. Although, she did still have a small smile on her face. "You know... Even though you made some... less than ideal choices, we still made it to the surface." She says simply, folding her arms. "I may have been over-exaggerating back there... I guess... if it makes you happy, we could still be... acquaintances."