[At her commentary about his human-ness, Mettaton smirks, lips curling almost deviously. Knowingly. Of course he's convincingly human, he thought. He knows so much about them! He knows what they like to look at and eat, he knows what they enjoy driving and wearing, and now he even knows what they look like inside! ...He's not going to think too hard on that last point, but he is a shapeshifter in Geardagas.
Simply, Irhya gets a nod and a hummed "Mmhmmm~♪". He remembers Mikasa telling him that he's more expressive than any human she's met, so he's clearly doing something right.
Her next point isn't quite as upbeat, so Mettaton's smile uncurls into something a bit more gentle around the edges.]
I can't think of a single human here who hasn't felt that way, Irhya-darling. [He thinks back to his first encounter with that sentiment in the form of Fugo, long ago. He's since left, and Mettaton closes his eye, wondering if he'd ever opened his heart to any of these inter-dimensional strangers during his stay.] But in the end, you've got it! Our hearts do what they will. There's nothing stopping the tides of affection.
[He turns back to Emet-Selch, though his posture is open enough that he can easily glance between the two.]
You want to stay, do you... I'll put a good word in with lady luck, on your behalf. [He winks, but it's only conveyed by the charming tilt of his head.] I hear I'm popular with her. Maybe you'll get the chance to linger for longer.
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Simply, Irhya gets a nod and a hummed "Mmhmmm~♪". He remembers Mikasa telling him that he's more expressive than any human she's met, so he's clearly doing something right.
Her next point isn't quite as upbeat, so Mettaton's smile uncurls into something a bit more gentle around the edges.]
I can't think of a single human here who hasn't felt that way, Irhya-darling. [He thinks back to his first encounter with that sentiment in the form of Fugo, long ago. He's since left, and Mettaton closes his eye, wondering if he'd ever opened his heart to any of these inter-dimensional strangers during his stay.] But in the end, you've got it! Our hearts do what they will. There's nothing stopping the tides of affection.
[He turns back to Emet-Selch, though his posture is open enough that he can easily glance between the two.]
You want to stay, do you... I'll put a good word in with lady luck, on your behalf. [He winks, but it's only conveyed by the charming tilt of his head.] I hear I'm popular with her. Maybe you'll get the chance to linger for longer.