[It will be alright. Gilgamesh may have been hopelessly nosy, but he's not trying to make Papyrus uncomfortable. His hands draw away once he's satisfied with his studies and he then stands a respectable distance back, picking up one of the cubs that's started to wander away.]

I believe I've met this Undyne of yours. She isn't quite so kind as you.

[Nasty little fish, really... though dedicated in her own right. Gilgamesh lights up a little upon mention of the King.]

Oh, she did mention him, this Asgore. Tell me of him; is he good, is he just, is he fair?