[She takes her hand, and that's something. She figures even-- a movement, a grip, is something. Alphys doesn't know what the real limits is here, or what she can even do, but she's finding that a presence can sometimes be enough.]

He didn't really, uhm, d-drag anyone in. Just texted everybody he thought knew you.

[It's kind of sweet, but she knows the type- she doesn't know how she'd handle a party like this when she was feeling really low. It's part of why she connected so well with Sans, when he would come over but just watch a movie, bring a burger. Lup's always seemed brighter than that.

She doesn't have to be though. Alphys has to remember that.]

Besides, I would have come anyway.