[Asriel's agony isn't completely over yet, but at the very least, after a few painful moments, the jar is finally filled and a few motes of dust puff over the top of the etched line. The tape was as good as its word, and there's a loud noise as the chain begins to wind further up, pulling Mettaton up and out of the water.
He's not yet free. He can't heal Asriel, he can't even get the opportunity...]
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He's not yet free. He can't heal Asriel, he can't even get the opportunity...]
Asriel. Honey...you can stop. Please just stop...