“Greetings. I am Queen Toriel… Forgive me, I am tired and sometimes can barely keep up with my own duties.” She was clearly blind; her eyes were also closed. Though she couldn’t see, her sense of sight, touch, and smell were keen and helped her navigate the world. She appeared to be sewing some Temmie plushies… But they weren’t alive. Judging by her tired voice and posture, she appeared to be dying on the inside.