[Mettaton takes hold of Asriel's hand, gripping it tightly. They were going to get through this for now.
...He can't really say what'll happen past that, but between them both, they were of no use at this point. If he couldn't see the right things, then he'd FIGHT the wrong ones. That's what the Intermediaries wanted.
He wouldn't acquiesce.
So after a bit of hesitation, he picks Asriel up, holding him close but not looking. He can't.
But what he can do is find where they'd come from. They weren't safe here...
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...He can't really say what'll happen past that, but between them both, they were of no use at this point. If he couldn't see the right things, then he'd FIGHT the wrong ones. That's what the Intermediaries wanted.
He wouldn't acquiesce.
So after a bit of hesitation, he picks Asriel up, holding him close but not looking. He can't.
But what he can do is find where they'd come from. They weren't safe here...
How predictable.]