Asriel Dreemurr

[Mettaton is still facing away from Asriel as the young boss monster speaks, but the way his shoulders stiffen, and the way he shifts uncomfortably...it's clear that he's listening.

God...he wishes he could tell Asriel that there's no reason to be so down on himself.

But he can't. He'd seen too much.

And yet...]

Asriel...I. I will always comfort you when I can. I don't think you're weak. And if you ever stopped existing, I don't know that I could bear it.

[He feels the weight of the boy close to him, and it causes him to slowly turn and face Asriel. Mettaton can't cry like this of course, but he looks fit to do so. There's such a tired, agonized look on his face as he slowly reaches out to hug Asriel.]

You will always be my friend. Do not ever think otherwise, sweetheart. Even if I...say awful things, and I'm the worst monster I know. Even with all that, don't think I hate you or that I would ever want to be anything but a good friend to you.

I'm...I'm so sorry. I'm very sorry, Asriel, this is--this is what I meant, I just cannot keep from spoiling anything. I thought if we could play a game, it would be okay but every time I do something...it turns out poorly because I can't think of anything happy. Only the bad things. I am so frightened of being alone, but I can't keep positive when I'm with a friend either...