[Mettaton attempts to maneuver his fingers around Kieth's forearm and is met with success, fortunately, but his grip is like a vice, far tighter than he intends for it to be. His expression conveys his displeasure at the uncontrollable nature of his actions, but he can't seem to loosen it in preparation to be hoisted up.]
Ah. That's as good as I can manage. Sorry about that, beautiful! Endure it for me. [Count of three.] One, and two, ...
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[Mettaton attempts to maneuver his fingers around Kieth's forearm and is met with success, fortunately, but his grip is like a vice, far tighter than he intends for it to be. His expression conveys his displeasure at the uncontrollable nature of his actions, but he can't seem to loosen it in preparation to be hoisted up.]
Ah. That's as good as I can manage. Sorry about that, beautiful! Endure it for me. [Count of three.] One, and two, ...