W-Well, it's worked for you in ignoring how you were built, mister.
[DON'T FORGET ABOUT YOUR LIES, METTATON, YOU ARE NOT CLEAN HERE. She deflates quickly, though, going back to looking away from him and running her hands over one another.]
I don't even know if they'd, uhm, b-believe me if I said it now. They hate me. This isn't... I don't think t-this is going to bring any kind of real forgiveness. They're just going to think I'm p-pitying them or, or something.
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W-Well, it's worked for you in ignoring how you were built, mister.
[DON'T FORGET ABOUT YOUR LIES, METTATON, YOU ARE NOT CLEAN HERE. She deflates quickly, though, going back to looking away from him and running her hands over one another.]
I don't even know if they'd, uhm, b-believe me if I said it now. They hate me. This isn't... I don't think t-this is going to bring any kind of real forgiveness. They're just going to think I'm p-pitying them or, or something.