[Mettaton's own grin tugs at his lips, though he manages to calm it so it doesn't become a smirk. You shouldn't be taking pride in roasting kids, Metta.]

So was it really like that? Were you just... floating along with Frisk while they went through the Underground? What an odd phenomena to happen.

[If he thinks about it too long, it actually gets a bit disturbing, so after a second, he asks.]

Was it fun, at least?