[Mettaton probably looked as unsettled as Asriel must have felt, dangling as he was from the ceiling. He had meant the question honestly. What would Asriel do?
Turns out...the answer isn't one that Mettaton agrees with because as soon as he sees Asriel's mouth open, jaws affixing around his own arm, the robot begins to struggle. He knows it's going to hurt if he jostles the chain too much but--]
No, don't! Asriel, don't you dare! You can't do that, it's...it's your arm!
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Turns out...the answer isn't one that Mettaton agrees with because as soon as he sees Asriel's mouth open, jaws affixing around his own arm, the robot begins to struggle. He knows it's going to hurt if he jostles the chain too much but--]
No, don't! Asriel, don't you dare! You can't do that, it's...it's your arm!