[Frisk is so complacent and agrees with him, and for a wild moment Mettaton wants to grab them by the shoulders and shake them and yell in a wild bid to get them to feel anything, anything at all.
He holds back the impulse. They're going to be all right. They'll come back, won't they? They're Frisk. No matter what they do, no matter what choices they make, they always come out on top in the story. That's how it always is.]
I have a tendency to be right quite a bit.
[It's a light stab at a joke, and he grins a little at them, hoping that maybe they'll crack some sort of smile, or perhaps tease him, or...
Then again, if they weren't like this right now, they wouldn't even be talking to him, now would they?]
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He holds back the impulse. They're going to be all right. They'll come back, won't they? They're Frisk. No matter what they do, no matter what choices they make, they always come out on top in the story. That's how it always is.]
I have a tendency to be right quite a bit.
[It's a light stab at a joke, and he grins a little at them, hoping that maybe they'll crack some sort of smile, or perhaps tease him, or...
Then again, if they weren't like this right now, they wouldn't even be talking to him, now would they?]