[Keats blinks at him. he blinks again. Maybe this is actually a particularly interesting hallucination he's having and he's actually currently having a conversation with a blurry vending machine and all the talking cats are looking at him strangely (there's a statement). He's actually silent for a moment, momentarily completely forgetting the concern of his glasses.]
I, uh... [He clears his throat.]
You said you spent years like... [He gestures to Mettaton.] Like this.
[A pause.]
How long? Was your more humanoid form more recent, then?
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[OH.]
[Keats blinks at him. he blinks again. Maybe this is actually a particularly interesting hallucination he's having and he's actually currently having a conversation with a blurry vending machine and all the talking cats are looking at him strangely (there's a statement). He's actually silent for a moment, momentarily completely forgetting the concern of his glasses.]
I, uh... [He clears his throat.]
You said you spent years like... [He gestures to Mettaton.] Like this.
[A pause.]
How long? Was your more humanoid form more recent, then?