The small hiss makes Toriel loosen her grip only slightly, not wanting to hurt her child. She rumbles lowly in the back of her throat- the sound of a monster. A nonverbal response amongst all the words. An easy unspoken, 'I love you'.

"Asriel, you've made many mistakes, but you can recover from them." She believes that wholeheartedly, even if her son does not. "I have made as many, if not more mistakes in my life. The hardest part is getting up from them and moving forward."