They sniffle, and nodding and wiping at their nose before continuing their story.

"Toriel...she tries to make me fight her. To prove I'm strong enough to make it through to the castle. It...it always takes a while, to make her back down again. An' then I leave, and...I meet you."

Frisk glances over shyly, both hands scrunched up in the fabric of their pants. "I...I'm not pretending to like Papyrus' puzzles, you know? They're really fun! And he worked so hard on all of them, too. You both...you always make me laugh. I don't know what I would have done if you both weren't there for me."