"Back home, he had..." The word dead still feels sour for her now given the happier circumstances she's found her son. She manages to finish the sentence a bit awkwardly. "Passed on- so our connection was severed." She works on her own cookie, trying to find her words. Something so intrinsically known by monsters is something odd here.

"Boss monsters such as myself give our children strength with the power of our soul. The power of my soul will flow into Asriel as I age. I am not entirely sure how it worked, but he has grown in his horns and I suppose I aged."