Trying something different one night where I act as Asgore's big spoon, only to find out that it doesn't work that well since I can't wrap my arms completely around his chest even under his biceps and end up just clutching onto him with both my hands clinging to his pectoral muscles throughout the night so he stays close to me (not as good as the little spoon experience but still pretty nice to be honest). Starting to make a mental note that we need to grab a few baguettes for steak sandwiches while we're at the store later on when Asgore tells me not to worry and grabs a small little snippet of unused red string from his investigation board and ties it into a dangling loop around his right horn, upon my confusion he explains that it was method he picked up as a kid to be able to jog his memory of important things when the end tickled the top of his head. Watering the flowers at the old cemetery near the church together with Asgore since it has been a while since the last rainfall, an activity he never told me he regularly partook in until now because he "didn't want to be sad around me" due to an old friend of his resting there.