Toriel for her part doesn't seem skeptical of that, given her child's position as human-monster ambassador, she can accept special agent. "Really? Goodness. How long have you been an agent?" Raz seems only a little bit older than Frisk as far as the boss monster can tell.

"Our societies were divided several centuries ago thanks to a war." That is the short, nicer version. Toriel doesn't want to bring the poor boy down, but she doesn't want to lie to him either. "We've brokered peace and broken away from being sealed away." She quiets to listen to Razputin speak, smiling at his descriptions of his friends.

His question makes her blink a little. She pauses at that, tapping a finger against her chin. "I am not entirely sure...? Human maps have changed a great deal since I last saw them."