[Mettaton doesn't detect any lie, so Molly's endeavor is successful. He tilts his head, his eye widening while he tries to imagine that set of circumstances on this... monster? He'll settle for that, since he looks like someone he might meet Underground.]
That sounds like a sorry way to go. [He moves to press a finger to Molly's heart... except he chooses the wrong side of his chest. Embarrassing.] But it's a classic choice! It's for the best that you're given a second chance. But I'm positive this won't be where you die again, darling. I'm sure you're thrilled at the opportunity to live again, anyway. [Mettaton doesn't see anything morbid about speaking romantically about dying, but he redoubles his efforts to pry away the vines from Molly with his other hand. Thanks to his earlier flattery, it's actually starting to work.]
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[Mettaton doesn't detect any lie, so Molly's endeavor is successful. He tilts his head, his eye widening while he tries to imagine that set of circumstances on this... monster? He'll settle for that, since he looks like someone he might meet Underground.]
That sounds like a sorry way to go. [He moves to press a finger to Molly's heart... except he chooses the wrong side of his chest. Embarrassing.] But it's a classic choice! It's for the best that you're given a second chance. But I'm positive this won't be where you die again, darling. I'm sure you're thrilled at the opportunity to live again, anyway. [Mettaton doesn't see anything morbid about speaking romantically about dying, but he redoubles his efforts to pry away the vines from Molly with his other hand. Thanks to his earlier flattery, it's actually starting to work.]