[Mettaton's eyes widen as Mikan speaks, as she takes his hand and presses it to her forehead. Humans and their SOULs are harder to feel, blocked by their physicality, but sometimes in moments of great emotion (or lack thereof) you can feel them stir in the way you would a Monster's and this...
Perhaps he is fooling himself. Perhaps he is so desperate for those taboo connections to people that he's trying to read into something that isn't really there. But he thinks he can feel her depth and how genuine it is and he can't look away.]
Mikan... I am the performer. It's who I am. It's who I have always been. Even before I was famous, I always had that flair. That other bit you say that is me... it doesn't fit. It can't fit what being a star is.
[Right?]
...thank you. You are so kind. So incredibly sweet.
[There are no accurate words for how deep he feels this.]
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Perhaps he is fooling himself. Perhaps he is so desperate for those taboo connections to people that he's trying to read into something that isn't really there. But he thinks he can feel her depth and how genuine it is and he can't look away.]
Mikan... I am the performer. It's who I am. It's who I have always been. Even before I was famous, I always had that flair. That other bit you say that is me... it doesn't fit. It can't fit what being a star is.
[Right?]
...thank you. You are so kind. So incredibly sweet.
[There are no accurate words for how deep he feels this.]