[She watches, heart full of sympathy, even if this is what she hates when people do this to her. She wishes they'd just pretend she isn't struggling, and at a loss of what to say, she offers a little smile and gestures for her to sit.]
C'mon. Let me handle stuff today, okay? Don't overextend yourself for me. Let me take it.
[She waits until Toriel's sat down, and gets up to retrieve two spoons, handing one over across the table.]
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C'mon. Let me handle stuff today, okay? Don't overextend yourself for me. Let me take it.
[She waits until Toriel's sat down, and gets up to retrieve two spoons, handing one over across the table.]