[He could feel Emet-Selch's listlessness even from afar, inspired by his dull circumstances. It would feel like a hopeless circumstance indeed... Fiddling with his phone, he closes his eye, basks in the tired feeling he could imagine out of Emet-Selch—as if they were still Bonded in Aefenglom.
Another thing long left behind. He still misses it, even though he had grown so practiced that he could feel Emet-Selch's emotions even when they weren't technically there. They've... become something of a part of him, he thinks fondly.
But his own feelings were separate entities, so different as they were. So blissfully upbeat and relaxed, all of his troubles having been put on hold for a good night's sleep... Acknowledging Emet-Selch's intent with a smile, he continues reading his every word, until his eye blows wide and his smile drops.
A good... three night's sleep.]
Three days?????? You're kidding me! That's preposterous. I could never!
[Except for the fact that he believes it. Emet-Selch wouldn't lie to him like that, and there's no question he has about it. Mettaton gazes about the room for some sign of the passing days, before readjusting himself so the's not looking toward his side, but more propped up. ...The shoulder guards, despite having freshly grown them back, come off with an easy click. Mettaton wants to cuddle, and those are in the way for that. He sets them neatly aside.]
Oh, darling... I hope you didn't fret about my safety. Though I know it must have inspired unease. Whatever you asked for, I feel positively perfect, as fresh as having a new body. So... I hope you will come with great haste.
I want to see you.
[With something to tell him, he wanted it to be in person. He also wanted to see Emet-Selch's state after that mess, if three days have passed... He wanted to take a survey of his demeanor, his health, his injuries—and even though he wasn't the one with healing powers, even though Emet-Selch was the one who'd been left with those, he would still do what he could to heal him in return.
And additionally, Mettaton resolves, he wanted his husband to have his self back. If Kate could do it, then surely the same could be said for Emet-Selch. ...If on a larger scale.]
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Another thing long left behind. He still misses it, even though he had grown so practiced that he could feel Emet-Selch's emotions even when they weren't technically there. They've... become something of a part of him, he thinks fondly.
But his own feelings were separate entities, so different as they were. So blissfully upbeat and relaxed, all of his troubles having been put on hold for a good night's sleep... Acknowledging Emet-Selch's intent with a smile, he continues reading his every word, until his eye blows wide and his smile drops.
A good... three night's sleep.]
Three days?????? You're kidding me! That's preposterous. I could never!
[Except for the fact that he believes it. Emet-Selch wouldn't lie to him like that, and there's no question he has about it. Mettaton gazes about the room for some sign of the passing days, before readjusting himself so the's not looking toward his side, but more propped up. ...The shoulder guards, despite having freshly grown them back, come off with an easy click. Mettaton wants to cuddle, and those are in the way for that. He sets them neatly aside.]
Oh, darling... I hope you didn't fret about my safety. Though I know it must have inspired unease. Whatever you asked for, I feel positively perfect, as fresh as having a new body. So... I hope you will come with great haste.
I want to see you.
[With something to tell him, he wanted it to be in person. He also wanted to see Emet-Selch's state after that mess, if three days have passed... He wanted to take a survey of his demeanor, his health, his injuries—and even though he wasn't the one with healing powers, even though Emet-Selch was the one who'd been left with those, he would still do what he could to heal him in return.
And additionally, Mettaton resolves, he wanted his husband to have his self back. If Kate could do it, then surely the same could be said for Emet-Selch. ...If on a larger scale.]