[Mettaton seems to draw a breath--not that he needs to--and looks up with a saccharine little smile. Too sweet. Maybe a little unconvincing.]

You don't have to try so hard. You aren't insulting me. And we did talk about doing fun things--we still can!!

What did you, ah. What did you want to start with?

[He's asking quite a bit. Putting it on Asriel's shoulders as usual. But Mettaton's not entirely recovered from what had happened. He's back to being functionally immortal though, so all the sadness, all the despair...

He could shoulder it now. He just has to stay out of his body.]