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You would be the first one I call if I ever got into trouble like that again.

[Him and Rinzler. But he doesn't want Mettaton to get caught or hurt either.]

Space is pretty big, isn't it? It's not like I'd run into him again. Right?

[You can almost hear the nervous chuckle on Asriel's end. Not that Asriel wasn't afraid of all slavers. He was afraid of the two slavers that aimed their weapons at him when he first ran into them, the slavers that muzzled him and put him up for sale, he was afraid of being on the same planet as any of them. They took one look at him and decided that he was good enough to capture and sell to someone. If just two slavers saw that in him, what's to say anyone who does that kind of business wouldn't see him in the same way?

He can't prove his independence to any of them. They didn't see like that. Maybe they all saw him that way. Something to muzzle and sell off. But it was really him that Asriel feared the most, even hating him. Whenever he thought about that man, all he could remember was slowly starving in complete darkness. And that man - he hated him too, didn't he? Calling Asriel a "useless animal" and treating him like the other animals in cells.

Asriel hated him. He really did. But he's sure if that man found him ever again... well. He can't. He just can't ever be found by him again.

Asriel latches onto the second part of Mettaton's text. It's better to focus on going home, seeing his family again - all the things he hoped to do when this awful journey was over.]

You're right. It'll be home once I get there. I'm really looking forward to it.