[Midousuji blinks when Mettaton laughs, then narrows his eyes—but is reassured by Mettaton's relating to his plight... interesting... peh. as if he'd believe that so easily.]
...Eschew them?
I don't really think I can... But if it's real, and there's no escape... maybe it's better to just think of this as temporary setback...
Huhhh, is that right. To be honest, even though I'm a talented athlete, anything outside of my specialty is kind of difficult. It never came naturally.
But... I guess I'd like to hear your suggestions anyway, if you come up with any. For health...
[right. his health. is he going to maintain that? it almost feels like there's no point, but it's sort of ingrained. it's weird, but Midousuji realizes for the first time he really... has no idea what he's going to do. it's strange to not be able to clearly anticipate your own trajectory of behavior.]
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...Eschew them?
I don't really think I can... But if it's real, and there's no escape... maybe it's better to just think of this as temporary setback...
Huhhh, is that right. To be honest, even though I'm a talented athlete, anything outside of my specialty is kind of difficult. It never came naturally.
But... I guess I'd like to hear your suggestions anyway, if you come up with any. For health...
[right. his health. is he going to maintain that? it almost feels like there's no point, but it's sort of ingrained. it's weird, but Midousuji realizes for the first time he really... has no idea what he's going to do. it's strange to not be able to clearly anticipate your own trajectory of behavior.]