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*Toriel has been worrying herself for hours now. Someone had fallen down into the ruins again and they had hurt themselfes fairly badly. She had managed to tend to their wounds, but they were still unconscious. A couple hours before, when she was walking outside her house, did she notice a wounded person laying on the ground. She had no idea how they got there, but didn't hesitate to bring them to her house and care for them. She had brought them into the guest room, so they had their own bed to rest in, while she was busy inside the kitchen. Now, Toriel was trying to occupy herself by baking a pie for them. Maybe they would be hungry when they woke up. She didn't even know their name, as there had been neither time nor a response from them when she found them. Right now, all she could hope for was that her newfound guest would make a quick recovery, as she waited for them to wake up.*
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