[That was a fast grab. As soon as Eren takes the box, Mettaton's nearly concerned that in his reverie, he'd forget to hand back his, well, hand... But Eren gives his arm at the tug of it, and Mettaton takes his precious limb back. His ears bolt upright at the sensation of his transaction gone so smoothly, and the Puca even jumps for joy. Just a little skip to his step, a sort of half-circle first around Eren, then around the... invisible Mikasa.]
Fabulous!! It's a deal, then. Well! I'd better be heading off, so I can put myself in the capable hands of a queen of a machinist! I have an appointment already set. [Like he's off to get his nails done, or something.
Mettaton bounds forward by a few steps, sure to proclaim loudly that he intends to leave... Even though he can tell Eren's absorbed by the knife.]
You really do like... ... [... Nevermind. It was near ritualistic and rapturous, the way he was just... —Well, Mettaton knows that he'd better head off before the knife melts.] Whatever. Hope you find that knife as sweet as I do, darling! Toodles!
[Mikasa... come hither. If she doesn't, it's not that Mettaton knows where she is. He sort of gazes at the air, unable to see where she is at all. Then, he makes a dash for it.]
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Fabulous!! It's a deal, then. Well! I'd better be heading off, so I can put myself in the capable hands of a queen of a machinist! I have an appointment already set. [Like he's off to get his nails done, or something.
Mettaton bounds forward by a few steps, sure to proclaim loudly that he intends to leave... Even though he can tell Eren's absorbed by the knife.]
You really do like... ... [... Nevermind. It was near ritualistic and rapturous, the way he was just... —Well, Mettaton knows that he'd better head off before the knife melts.] Whatever. Hope you find that knife as sweet as I do, darling! Toodles!
[Mikasa... come hither. If she doesn't, it's not that Mettaton knows where she is. He sort of gazes at the air, unable to see where she is at all. Then, he makes a dash for it.]