It... [Asgore hesitates for a moment.] ...I had not thought I would ever see her again. I was well-aware of her opinion of me, but...
[Had he hoped she might forgive him now, over a hundred years and six dead children later? Of course not. Maybe he did once, but he gave up on that particular fantasy two years ago. That doesn't make it any less painful to be constantly reminded of everything that lays between them.]
Well. Of course she's correct, but it is much more difficult to stay out of her way here. These islands are even smaller than the Underground, when you consider the parts we have settled.
[He's taken to avoiding public places more, not wanting to run into Toriel and spoil both their days. There's plenty of gardening to do at home anyway, it's...fine. It's all the consequences of his own sins; there's nothing for him to do but deal with them.]
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[Had he hoped she might forgive him now, over a hundred years and six dead children later? Of course not. Maybe he did once, but he gave up on that particular fantasy two years ago. That doesn't make it any less painful to be constantly reminded of everything that lays between them.]
Well. Of course she's correct, but it is much more difficult to stay out of her way here. These islands are even smaller than the Underground, when you consider the parts we have settled.
[He's taken to avoiding public places more, not wanting to run into Toriel and spoil both their days. There's plenty of gardening to do at home anyway, it's...fine. It's all the consequences of his own sins; there's nothing for him to do but deal with them.]