The comforting words help, not being turned away from her out of fear and disgust helped even more. The gnawing fear still remained at the back of his mind. He had to do better, he had to try harder...

He proved to himself how easy it was to cross that line again. Now it was a matter of trying even harder to separate himself from it, if he even could. It hurts, his chest hurts, and he's so disgusted at how little he's changed.

The comforting noise from Toriel eases his mind a little, like a lullaby. He trembles a little bit, holding it in for now, and nods at her question.

"Y-yeah, he's been taking good care of me."