( they’re easy to miss. mettaton actually has to do a double take, simply because no one ever expects to see somebody huddled up in an alley.

he approaches them to give them a once over— they’re alive, aren’t they? )

You don’t look very good, dear.

WELL, I do have my nightly oil baths.

I don’t have skin, darling.

Awww. Aww 🥰 One molecule big!

It seems like you forgot about them while you were wearing one, too.

( grown ass woman. luckily, mettaton finds this incredibly endearing. )

Well, you’re certainly not human, are you?

That’s— 💢

YES. Precisely.

… Riiiight.

You’re funny! But no.

THANK you for sharing, my diminutive little friend.

Well! Don’t do that either.

Oh… how sweet. 💫

( he scritches under her chin lightly. )

You’re an interesting little thing yourself. I’ve never seen a monster quite like you before. So little, and so… green!

Your CHEST, darling. You can’t all possibly be binding in other ways to cause this much confusion.

…… Okay, lovely. 🙂

I’ll pencil you in, beautiffff ( pausing ) ( grimacing a bit ) Um, you 😇

I, personally, find it joyous and riveting.