The skeleton duo gone, Croc down for the count-- it doesn't seem as if there is much more to be done here.

--Waylon's stirring. He stays within the cage Toriel has constructed, but he's not exactly happy about it. She'll be able to tell from the low growling emanating in his throat.

"Aren't you just a regular firebug."

He's mellowed from a rage to a sulk, at least, and that takes away some of the imminent menace.