[What was all this... affection? It was soothing, that's what it was, Emet-Selch had no choice but to accept that much.
In general terms, Emet-Selch could rest for a long time without actually managing to fall asleep. Being perpetually tired didn't mean perpetually sleepy, and though there was a lot of actual sleep as well, there was an equal amount of hazy, unwanted consciousness. Post-torture, this had only gotten worse, finding it that much harder to relax, as though capture would be waiting if he let his guard down. At least, when he was alone; having someone else present helped.
Not that anyone's presence would do, either, but it felt only expected at this point that Mettaton should be someone that he could find rest with.
Surrounded by warmth, feeling only moderately crushed, lacking both the desire and the ability to move- it doesn't take long at all for the Ascian to drift off into unconsciousness.]
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In general terms, Emet-Selch could rest for a long time without actually managing to fall asleep. Being perpetually tired didn't mean perpetually sleepy, and though there was a lot of actual sleep as well, there was an equal amount of hazy, unwanted consciousness. Post-torture, this had only gotten worse, finding it that much harder to relax, as though capture would be waiting if he let his guard down. At least, when he was alone; having someone else present helped.
Not that anyone's presence would do, either, but it felt only expected at this point that Mettaton should be someone that he could find rest with.
Surrounded by warmth, feeling only moderately crushed, lacking both the desire and the ability to move- it doesn't take long at all for the Ascian to drift off into unconsciousness.]