"<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Shhhh. It is alright. We all do things that we regret. I am sure that you will find all of these answers."</span></strong>A warm paw held onto the trembling skeletal frame, almost afraid that she would shatter if it so much as let go. Asgore's face held an understanding - not about her situation, no, for he could only know what she had told him, but rather a simple ability to empathise with all monsters who crossed his path.<br/><br/>Her tears were thick and purple, running down her face and staining her cheekbones. Asgore allowed them to soak into his fur, and held her close to him, "<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Please rest.  Your mind is so tired. I would happily let you out of the ruins, but not in this state. You need to sleep, my child. There is much you have seen and done."</span></strong>