You ask all of the RIGHT questions, don't you?! [By "right," it's all of the stuff he'd been wanting to tell her, of course! Excited, Mettaton grins.] I've finally come to understand the nuance of flavor... as well as the varied differences between something white and starchy, versus something white and saccharine. It's...
[MTT's self-assured smirk dims into something a bit more sober, and he rubs at his lower lip thoughtfully.]
I don't think I could have hoped to comprehend the experience before, even with all of the self-reported trial in the world. It's... Not quite like what I'd imagined. But. Let's see. My favorite. [That peppy energy's quick to come back, and he half-way rolls his eyes.] I suppose mead doesn't count? I kid. I could hardly choose a favorite when my palette finds most anything something to be savored... but I have a fondness for apples. I like that snappy texture.
[Mettaton gesticulates with his hands to express "snappy" as though breaking a stick in two, when he likely means crunchy. Robots.]
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[MTT's self-assured smirk dims into something a bit more sober, and he rubs at his lower lip thoughtfully.]
I don't think I could have hoped to comprehend the experience before, even with all of the self-reported trial in the world. It's... Not quite like what I'd imagined. But. Let's see. My favorite. [That peppy energy's quick to come back, and he half-way rolls his eyes.] I suppose mead doesn't count? I kid. I could hardly choose a favorite when my palette finds most anything something to be savored... but I have a fondness for apples. I like that snappy texture.
[Mettaton gesticulates with his hands to express "snappy" as though breaking a stick in two, when he likely means crunchy. Robots.]