Mettaton's back to briefly rubbing at his face before taking the stolen glasses out of his storage. They're big and round, featureless like ghost eyes.
He spins them around on his finger.]
Oh, no. He already feels guilty about it. I made sure of that. [Pointedly. And at length.]
I'm glad you and Fugo have each other.
[At least there's that...]
Like I said, sweetheart. I'll keep thinking about it. Not much else here to do, huh?
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Mettaton's back to briefly rubbing at his face before taking the stolen glasses out of his storage. They're big and round, featureless like ghost eyes.
He spins them around on his finger.]
Oh, no. He already feels guilty about it. I made sure of that. [Pointedly. And at length.]
I'm glad you and Fugo have each other.
[At least there's that...]
Like I said, sweetheart. I'll keep thinking about it. Not much else here to do, huh?