So they confirmed he was in fact Asgore, and they were indeed in the Ruins. Frisk wondered if Aster knew more than she did about how they had ended up there, but it wasn't really the time or place to start asking, not around the already confused ex-king.<br/><br/>The house was a lot more homely feeling than the place Frisk had been before. The colours were warm browns and yellows and creams, inviting a feeling of content and comfort simply from sitting in the chairs they had been ushered into. The fire added to the effect, making the young girl wish she could just curl in front of it for hours and do nothing else.<br/><br/>Feeling famished, the small human helped themselves to the food they had been presented, not feeling the same kind of malicious intent she had when she had been around the other version of Toriel in the other universe. This pie she was fairly sure wouldn't be laced with ingredients to make her sick and bedridden, unable to leave the confines of the room they had been given.<br/><br/>The creamy taste of butterscotch filled her mouth with the first bite, and she made a very satisfied wriggle and sigh at the simple yet satisfying treat. Within moments the piece was finished off, crumbs swept up with her finger.<br/><br/>She gave the large goat monster a pleased smile. "<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>That was wonderful! Thank you.</strong></span>" She graciously thanked him, grasping the tea that had been left for them and taking a happy sip.<br/><br/>Frisk would make the most of this while she could, who knew what they'd face in this world. For now she wouldn't question his advice. If the fatherly monster wished to show them hospitality she would welcome it, as she felt so tired and so worn out from their previous journey she figured they could afford a few moments, or hours, of relaxation.<br/><br/>"<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Mr Asgore? May we stay here a while then, if it's dangerous to go out? We're really tired...</strong></span>" Her voice trailed off, not to invoke sympathy but the tone of her voice was honest as she cast a glance over to her skeletal companion, who had obvious dark circles under her eyes from their ordeal.