Perhaps he's making things worse. Maybe he shouldn't have said anything. But he's already gone and said it and, as Asgore knows all too well, you can't unring a bell once struck, or unspeak a word once said. There's nowhere to go but forward.

"You did, Tim. Before we came here, before this event began. Please know that I mean you no harm. I... We are friends. Do you have your medicine?" There are no closets to pull things from -- at least, whatever closets there are appear to just be closets. Maybe he came here without his medication.