I almost wish you could. I haven't seen you pilot your ship nearly enough to be satisfied, and being a pilot so young is rather laudable, I must say!

[As he speaks, Mettaton slides the deck from its box, casually bridge shuffling it on his lap. It's nothing but a distraction as he talks, trying his hardest to sound positive.]

There's lots of games we can play! We can do Rummy, or War...

[His fingers twitch, and the cards scatter. Damn it.

Sighing, he reaches out to gather them up, then smiles wanly.]

Or Go Fish. That one's simple enough.