Frisk's sobs don't stop, soft and choked out into their knees. And they don't dare to look up, don't dare to hope this is anything more than Chara deciding just which pound of flesh to extract from them, how painful it should be.

"It w-was...after the Cadeucean people attacked us. Something happened with the ship's Ingress, and it took us all...s-somewhere else. A bunch of people wound up on a planet nearby because of it, a b-big...slaving post? They were stuck there, and they got caught. The captains got rescue parties together, but...Toriel wouldn't let me go. She--" Frisk laughs, broken and incredulous. "Sh-she said it wasn't safe enough! That I shouldn't be risking myself like that! And I just...I let her stop me. I should have snuck on anyway, I should have..."