[She listens, nodding her head a bit and chewing idly at the inside of her lip until she finishes.]

Well. Thanks, I hate it.

[She pulls herself to her feet, offering a hand to Toriel to help her off the ground as well.]

So now we're gonna spend the weekend brutally honest, with the capability for anyone to come in and see our worst trauma. Fan-fuckin-tastic. God, this sucks ass.

[As usual, though, she's a woman of action, so...]

Maybe we can board up your door. I should figure out what fresh hell Wonderland's dragged up for me, too.