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[mttbrandlegs]

[Mettaton shakes his head, not to say Asriel's wrong, but...]

I'll be there with you. If you don't want to see their faces, then look to mine. Look to Frisk's, or Chara's. Hah...I'm certain that Chara will find a way to avert their eyes for you, hmm?

[With a knife, he's sure. But that's beyond the point.]

We don't have to go back and pretend it's okay. Instead, let's focus on finding a way to heal. If we take it slowly, it will be manageable...

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[It's not just their faces. It's how they'll act around him. Asriel already knows he acts weird. He doesn't act like how he's supposed to act. He'd be going back to a world where he never revealed anything about Flowey to any of them, where he'd have to start all over...

Asriel reaches forward and tries to take Mettaton's hand. It was something he felt like he did too often, but it was comforting to have him here. He didn't have to pretend or act like anything was okay, because it wasn't.

It never would be.]

Mmm. Okay... we'll tell them together. I think I'd feel better telling them with you there anyway.

[mttbrandlegs]

That's the spirit!

[He doesn't mind that Asriel reaches for his hand, not at all. Mettaton also yearns for physical contact, little that he can benefit from it through actually feeling. He just likes being close to people, ghost or not. He...needs that.

So he would never begrudge Asriel a friend's touch.]

You know I will always be there for you, Asriel. Whatever you need of me, just ask. That is what friends are for, right?

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[Asriel nods, before offering a little smile.]

Yeah... they are.

[...]

Thanks for being my friend, Mettaton.