"My little boy..." Her touch is still gentle, steady whilst the boy struggles to hold back his tears. "It is something that can't be taken, back, my son. I'm sorry, I'm sorry things turned out this way. These things stay with you, but you cannot let them weigh you down." It is her turn to feel the prickle of tears sting at her eyes.

If Toriel could turn back time, could have seen what was coming, she would have forced herself to live somehow. Lived to keep her son from making this mistake. Asriel has suffered so much, and returned that suffering in kind to those unfortunates in his path.

"I'm gravely disappointed in you, but- I will never stop loving you." She carefully moves to pull Asriel close, wanting to hold him. A a deep protective sound escapes her as she holds onto him.