As usual, Clef had been looking for a place to practice. When he heard someone say Hello, he headed over. So, Toriel, have someone who looks not just like a human child, but also like a human mage, complete with long flowing robes, tall staff, and oh yeah, floating inside a massive pastel bubble that held a scoop of the ground he had been standing on.

He blinked, a little startled, and just for a moment, unsure. Had it been her voice he heard, or someone else. She didn't look QUITE like the monsters he was used to fighting, but then... neither did the Angels and the Redeads.