[Her body shakes just slightly in a single bubble of laughter at Toriel's suggestion- dark humor is basically her lifeblood by this point, and this is no exception.]

Later, yeah. But I do want to help. Anything I can do.

[She's hypocritical, too. Won't let anyone else's problems rest but shoves hers to the back of her mind, out of her heart. Can't let people see the mess behind the mask or they won't trust her with their issues.

Regardless, she breaths, one stable breath. Drags herself back from the brink. Tries to just breathe.]

Thanks, Toriel. For all of this. I... I didn't mean to worry you, or not to tell you about Thane.