It chills her to hear Sans-Serif's name for Sans, and his innocent reason for why this is so. She tries to hide this from him, though she struggles, for she is so weary. She will speak with Sans of this...later.

She pushes such thoughts from her mind so that she may turn her attention to the child before her, for ensuring his safety of mind is what is important now.

"What would you like me to call you?" she asks gently.