she ain't his ma, but sometimes her habits sure feel like it and he can't help but feel relaxed around the once queen - especially when he visits the family and sees her with the human kiddo, in her element and happy to have a family again. he gives her shoulder a tap, passing over a small box. "i'd say happy momma day, but that's just an excuse, heh!" and inside is handcrafted soap, infused with lavender and honey, carved in shape to a bird. it's a new hobby.
the gift was a surprise! a lovely one. toriel loved handmade gifts, and this one seemed to be handcrafted by one of her oldest of friends. soap, with a sweet scent and in the shape of a bird that toriel found adorable. “gerson!” a wide smile could be seen on the motherly monster’s expression. “you really did not need to give me anything, old friend.” a large paw patted him on his shoulder gently. “and did you make this yourself? this is wonderful! you must teach me this new hobby of yours as well, sometime. thank you.”