Thank you, Asriel. I don't know what I would do without you, really. You've...taken good care of me.

[He means it. Whatever Asriel might think, Mettaton is grateful. Perhaps he should clarify, but for now, he lets the subject drop. Just for now.]

Mm, indeed. After what happened at the Outpost, I would not have thought him willing to house someone like me. I suppose it's useful to have friends in high places. So thank you again. I will try not to make a nuisance of myself.

[As if he could hurt a fly at this point.]