[It's fine! It's not like Basil was going to leave right now anyway...and if anything, maybe Mettaton would block out any would-be intruders. They'd probably just think he was the door.
Basil continues to hover nearby, nervously watching to see if the blanket helps at all...and when asked, he'll gently put both hands flat against Mettaton's metal body. And yes, he is very, very cold. Like a car that's been sitting outside in the snow.]
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Basil continues to hover nearby, nervously watching to see if the blanket helps at all...and when asked, he'll gently put both hands flat against Mettaton's metal body. And yes, he is very, very cold. Like a car that's been sitting outside in the snow.]
No...you're still really cold...