[Sassing is fine, Mettaton just might not like the answer.]
Tuer, tuer, tuer.
Watch out for the dead.
Crush the bones and turn them into fine powder.
[Then he stops and continues as if he never wrote any of that. The Mirror isn't going to answer questions regarding it either.]
She is his heart. Hidden in a basement and like you. She can answer any question you may have of him. His name, face and heart. That sweet girl found the human in the NPC.
no subject
Tuer, tuer, tuer.
Watch out for the dead.
Crush the bones and turn them into fine powder.
[Then he stops and continues as if he never wrote any of that. The Mirror isn't going to answer questions regarding it either.]
She is his heart. Hidden in a basement and like you. She can answer any question you may have of him. His name, face and heart. That sweet girl found the human in the NPC.
And she too was found.