[They can... they can move on. They were dead, weren't they? Most of them...
Asriel can't see what Mettaton's doing that's making so much noise, so he twists himself to see. It's a bad idea - sharp pain travels up his side so suddenly that he has to bite his lower lip to keep from making any loud sounds. He's slightly hanging off the edge of the couch a little from his efforts to move around, but he can't get back up.
He doesn't believe Mettaton, but Asriel's not sure if it's because he can't move on. He wasn't fine. His family suffered, and it's because of him, and he's supposed to just act like it's nothing.]
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Asriel can't see what Mettaton's doing that's making so much noise, so he twists himself to see. It's a bad idea - sharp pain travels up his side so suddenly that he has to bite his lower lip to keep from making any loud sounds. He's slightly hanging off the edge of the couch a little from his efforts to move around, but he can't get back up.
He doesn't believe Mettaton, but Asriel's not sure if it's because he can't move on. He wasn't fine. His family suffered, and it's because of him, and he's supposed to just act like it's nothing.]
... I killed him.
I killed my owner.