"Mom..."

Asriel's voice is small, a little scared as he clings onto Toriel's hand desperately. Every loud noise earned a flinch, every body they came across got him to stumble just a little.

"The fighting is getting closer."

There's gunfire nearby, and it sends a sharp chill down Asriel's spine. He remembers what it feels like to get attacked by a gun, and it's not something he wants to experience again.

Or have any of his family experience it either.