Toriel quietly shakes her head at the morbid joke, but doesn't comment on it. What can she say? The statement is true enough.

"They invaded the ship, the refugees were out for revenge. We were instructed to kill them." Disgust rises in her voice, anger pinching her features as she tries to work on picking up shards of glass. "These people deserve mercy, killing them only makes their anger so much worse. Especially given the fact we destroyed their home. When has violence ever been resolved with more violence?"