“Oh, hello, my child… Were you looking to see me?” Toriel asked you as she looked over from the Butterscotch-Cinnamon Pie and the Snail Pie she was baking. “I can understand you must be quite worried, especially since we were all injured upon arriving into this place…” Toriel said softly. “But, please don’t fret. I’m recovering just fine.” Toriel spoke with a smile. She was wearing a purple nightgown and a matching purple nightcap with yellow stars, complete with fluffy purple slippers.