pon your response, Mettaton erupts into laughter, immediately being shushed by the patrons of the library, again. “Sorry, sorry!” He apologized to the room. He turned back to you, tucked his long bangs that covered his right eye behind his ear, and leaned down, putting his elbows on the the desk and resting his chin on his hands. “Well, you’re not wrong, darling, but I just loooove this body, and getting to show it off makes me feel so good. And besides, we wouldn’t want Alphys’ good work to go to waste, now would we?” He finished with a wink.