Underneath Mount Ebott is a surprisingly large cavern complex. On the western edge, there's a ruined town built from purple brick. On the western edge of that, sunlight from cracks far above illuminates a patch of golden flowers, surrounded by pillars.
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The room has a collection of stuffed toys, a box of shoes which look unlikely to fit Blai, a wardrobe with clothes that also look unlikely to fit him, a bed which just might fit him, multiple lights, a large rug, a crude drawing of a flower, and various other things.
"No, just fabric. Sometimes children feel more comfortable if they can hold and play with toys like this."
"It's 2115 by the underground calendar. Monsters were sealed a little before the founding of Home, which is when we put year 0. Sometime after 2000, the surface geology shifted to make it possible to fall through the barrier from… above where you showed up. The first human fell in 2015, and there was subsequent…"
Toriel sighs.
"I will discuss this if it is important to you, but it touches on my personal history significantly."
"Thank you. In that case I will simply say that I expect the human government was behaving reasonably with the information they had."
"At some point I should go shopping and then distribute the spare snails… Did you bring any spare clothing?"
"We should probably fix that. How about you put on one of my spare robes and I measure your clothes?"