[Even then, Mettaton considers telling Emet-Selch to just teleport to him. The temptation is there. What's a physical impossibility between them? It doesn't stand a chance, as far as Mettaton's concerned.
And then they wouldn't be able to stay off each other, and Mettaton's in a particularly summery mood that he'd scarcely care about anyone around him, and it would only devolve from there. A repeat of the Looking-Glass House, only worse... A part of Mettaton's mind is dedicated to this very thought and scenario, fantasies about kissing his Bondmate at the forefront. But he's also preoccupied with the conversation, the unfortunate distance, and the still-present worries about Soren that have been soothed, but not eliminated.]
Amaurot too... I assumed as much. And now I know with certainty, what you consider classified.
[As chatty as Mettaton is, there are two things about him that have kept him from talking much about Emet-Selch to others, from inane details to matters of what he is or where he comes from. The first: Mettaton loves to talk about himself, particularly his capabilities and beauty (and not about his past, thank you). The second: nobody has really asked about his personal life, and Mettaton doesn't readily offer it without being pressed. Emet-Selch constitutes part of his personal life, as his Bonded and his lover.
Rereading, he registers that Emet-Selch has no identity to preserve here. He wonders what it must be like to be like him, caring so little whether or not somebody found out that he was an entity who lost his body and assumed a new one for a lack of one. That he's otherwise incorporeal. Aefenglom's general attitude toward the spectral is wary, and Mettaton dislikes the thought of a human treating him with wariness and concern, or worse. Emet-Selch, on the other hand, he could believe caring less for how others regarded him.
There could have been a hint of progress toward being less fearful of others learning that he's a ghost, but it doesn't occur. He chalks it up to their differences in energy and demeanor. Mettaton has his own misgivings, besides.]
Well. What you consider important is safe with me. Although switching back to Emet-Selch is always a difficulty... I like your name too much. But I manage.
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And then they wouldn't be able to stay off each other, and Mettaton's in a particularly summery mood that he'd scarcely care about anyone around him, and it would only devolve from there. A repeat of the Looking-Glass House, only worse... A part of Mettaton's mind is dedicated to this very thought and scenario, fantasies about kissing his Bondmate at the forefront. But he's also preoccupied with the conversation, the unfortunate distance, and the still-present worries about Soren that have been soothed, but not eliminated.]
Amaurot too... I assumed as much. And now I know with certainty, what you consider classified.
[As chatty as Mettaton is, there are two things about him that have kept him from talking much about Emet-Selch to others, from inane details to matters of what he is or where he comes from. The first: Mettaton loves to talk about himself, particularly his capabilities and beauty (and not about his past, thank you). The second: nobody has really asked about his personal life, and Mettaton doesn't readily offer it without being pressed. Emet-Selch constitutes part of his personal life, as his Bonded and his lover.
Rereading, he registers that Emet-Selch has no identity to preserve here. He wonders what it must be like to be like him, caring so little whether or not somebody found out that he was an entity who lost his body and assumed a new one for a lack of one. That he's otherwise incorporeal. Aefenglom's general attitude toward the spectral is wary, and Mettaton dislikes the thought of a human treating him with wariness and concern, or worse. Emet-Selch, on the other hand, he could believe caring less for how others regarded him.
There could have been a hint of progress toward being less fearful of others learning that he's a ghost, but it doesn't occur. He chalks it up to their differences in energy and demeanor. Mettaton has his own misgivings, besides.]
Well. What you consider important is safe with me. Although switching back to Emet-Selch is always a difficulty... I like your name too much. But I manage.
[it's short and the perfect amount of syllables]