Alphys looks towards Mettaton, mouth partway open. Is this really the time for the two of them to be having this pissing contest? Is this really what this is going to come to when there's a corpse nearby and someone should be calling the police?

"I-Is this really, what we're doing right now?" Alphys looks between the both of them. "I r-really don't think, uh, h-he cares, Mettaton! And, uhm, I r-really don't think Mettaton cares h-how scary you are, either. You, uhm, m-made that pretty clear, when you, uh, s-shot him." She looks back towards the body, and then up at Mettaton again. "Who, uh, would p-probably like it, if uhm, he w-were still alive, if you c-called someone!!"