His trembling calms with her rumbling, but he holds onto her tightly. He's afraid of letting go, he's afraid that if he lets go she'll turn into dust again. He offers a tearful chuckle as he tries to imagine Rinzler eating pie.

"Heh. I'm not sure if Rinzler likes pie... or if he can eat one."

Come to think of it, he hasn't ever seen Rinzler eat. He's not sure if he does, really. The smile fades a little, as Asriel's eyes trail to where Toriel was wounded. He very gently lifts a paw and places it over that same spot.

"... Does it hurt?"