[A curious reaction. Mettaton's gaze sharpens, and it's almost like the inky black of his gaze is piercing gold again. But it's not; it's just as deep and dark as ever, synthetic despite his liveliness. Fun. Her wish... It's personal. It's private. Delectable in its depth, Mettaton wishes he could pry her open and fish out her soul, find her meaning. Oh, what did the Overseer hear from this girl?
But he doesn't press. His smile is placid and patient, even while his gaze is hungry like a predator's. (Funny, that he was always the prey in Aefenglom. It never seemed that way. His personality was too big.) He sighs through his nose, tempering his desire to press with a melodic note hummed on his breath.
The tilt of his head is evidence enough that he's seeing through her bluff. It's temperance that he doesn't pry.]
Fun. Interesting. [INTERESTING.] And... wherever you go, your personality shines enough to draw fun to you. [His voice is even. The robotic idol presses fingertips to his chest.] My wish... It was to reach the stars. To visit all of them, at my will. ...Even yours.
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[A curious reaction. Mettaton's gaze sharpens, and it's almost like the inky black of his gaze is piercing gold again. But it's not; it's just as deep and dark as ever, synthetic despite his liveliness. Fun. Her wish... It's personal. It's private. Delectable in its depth, Mettaton wishes he could pry her open and fish out her soul, find her meaning. Oh, what did the Overseer hear from this girl?
But he doesn't press. His smile is placid and patient, even while his gaze is hungry like a predator's. (Funny, that he was always the prey in Aefenglom. It never seemed that way. His personality was too big.) He sighs through his nose, tempering his desire to press with a melodic note hummed on his breath.
The tilt of his head is evidence enough that he's seeing through her bluff. It's temperance that he doesn't pry.]
Fun. Interesting. [INTERESTING.] And... wherever you go, your personality shines enough to draw fun to you. [His voice is even. The robotic idol presses fingertips to his chest.] My wish... It was to reach the stars. To visit all of them, at my will. ...Even yours.
[Any. Single. Universe.]