[The sensation that courses through Asriel feels vaguely familiar, and he lets out a pained noise that sounds like a mix between laughter and sobbing.
Determination hasn't taken it's hold yet, and Asriel knows it's coming... would both of them be able to hold onto themselves long enough to escape? It's hard to tell. Maybe he'd start sprouting flower petals all over his body, or maybe...
His body shakes again, both from exhaustion, pain, and fear.]
Mettaton... if we get out of this, I... I need to ask you a favor.
[It's probably cruel to ask the person who's currently dangling from the ceiling, hanging onto their life and about to experience god knows what with Determination.
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Determination hasn't taken it's hold yet, and Asriel knows it's coming... would both of them be able to hold onto themselves long enough to escape? It's hard to tell. Maybe he'd start sprouting flower petals all over his body, or maybe...
His body shakes again, both from exhaustion, pain, and fear.]
Mettaton... if we get out of this, I... I need to ask you a favor.
[It's probably cruel to ask the person who's currently dangling from the ceiling, hanging onto their life and about to experience god knows what with Determination.
But it's important.]