[If Mettaton is expecting him to react badly, he doesn't. In fact, his tone almost seems light, though the look on his face seems bittersweet.]
Mettaton, you know what the most fascinating thing about people is? Let me give you a guess. It's the reason why we love reading the biographies and autobiographies of people long past.
[A pause.]
Nobody will ever completely figure anyone else out.
[He reaches up again to push glasses that aren't there, letting his hand fall back to the sidearm of the chair.]
I mean, let's be hypothetical here. Let's say that I really only was doing this just to figure your grand secret, to get my scoop on just who Mettaton is. But Mettaton...even if you gave me a book about yourself, listing every single thing you've ever done, from your creation till the very second you gave it to me, you know what would happen?
[He lets out a laugh.]
Sure, yes, I would know all that you did. I could possibly surmise your motivations, get an understanding of your life story. But people aren't just scoops, Mettaton. Even if I read all that, I would never be able to completely understand you. Appreciate you from a distance, yes, analyze you, possibly, but figure you out completely? It's impossible. You have depths that are impossible to grasp, things that lie beyond consciousness. Now, how in the world could I get bored with that?
[People are practically endless in terms of just how much they have to offer. They're not two-dimensional characters who cavort around in fairy tale roles that lay out exactly who they are at a glance. They're villains and heroes and sidekicks and dragons and helpful witches and castles all in one.]
But hypotheticals aside, I don't like you because I want to illuminate every single dark corner of the metaphorical Mettaton room. That's silly. And about the physical stuff..look, you said it yourself, while physical things are a part of romance, it's not like I'm all that concerned with it. Is it good? Sure. Can I live without it? Of course I can.
[He shakes his head.]
You're nice to talk to. You somehow tolerate me, which I know is a feat in and of itself. You command the stage of the world and its many players like a true celebrity. You sing well, dance well. You have the motivation to help many, though some may think that you don't. There's a lot here I could say about you, Mettaton, that has nothing to do with seeing what makes you tick. They're just qualities I like in you as you are.
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[If Mettaton is expecting him to react badly, he doesn't. In fact, his tone almost seems light, though the look on his face seems bittersweet.]
Mettaton, you know what the most fascinating thing about people is? Let me give you a guess. It's the reason why we love reading the biographies and autobiographies of people long past.
[A pause.]
Nobody will ever completely figure anyone else out.
[He reaches up again to push glasses that aren't there, letting his hand fall back to the sidearm of the chair.]
I mean, let's be hypothetical here. Let's say that I really only was doing this just to figure your grand secret, to get my scoop on just who Mettaton is. But Mettaton...even if you gave me a book about yourself, listing every single thing you've ever done, from your creation till the very second you gave it to me, you know what would happen?
[He lets out a laugh.]
Sure, yes, I would know all that you did. I could possibly surmise your motivations, get an understanding of your life story. But people aren't just scoops, Mettaton. Even if I read all that, I would never be able to completely understand you. Appreciate you from a distance, yes, analyze you, possibly, but figure you out completely? It's impossible. You have depths that are impossible to grasp, things that lie beyond consciousness. Now, how in the world could I get bored with that?
[People are practically endless in terms of just how much they have to offer. They're not two-dimensional characters who cavort around in fairy tale roles that lay out exactly who they are at a glance. They're villains and heroes and sidekicks and dragons and helpful witches and castles all in one.]
But hypotheticals aside, I don't like you because I want to illuminate every single dark corner of the metaphorical Mettaton room. That's silly. And about the physical stuff..look, you said it yourself, while physical things are a part of romance, it's not like I'm all that concerned with it. Is it good? Sure. Can I live without it? Of course I can.
[He shakes his head.]
You're nice to talk to. You somehow tolerate me, which I know is a feat in and of itself. You command the stage of the world and its many players like a true celebrity. You sing well, dance well. You have the motivation to help many, though some may think that you don't. There's a lot here I could say about you, Mettaton, that has nothing to do with seeing what makes you tick. They're just qualities I like in you as you are.