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[sciencelizard]

[He's... oh. Is this reassurance? Maybe he knows she could tell he's not entirely happy with her. Maybe they've just been friends so long that he can tell when she's worried.

She'd like to believe he's that astute to her emotions. That he's paying any attention at all.

So she presses her hands flat against his chassis before curling them up again, leaning her head on his chest. Just take this. As much as he's willing to give. That's all she can ask for, after all, being second best.]

[mettatonvevo]

[He holds the hug for awhile. Probably longer than he should have. It certainly doesn't seem innocuous when you hold your best friend for like, a minute straight but he doubts Alphys will say anything.

Even though he kind of hopes she will.

Finally, though, he lets her go, slowly unwinding his arms from around her.]

Well, I suppose I should get going now. I don't want to bother you for too long. Even if that is my job.

[He smiles at her and tries to inject his usual flair into it so it doesn't seem strange or off.]

[sciencelizard]

H-Heh. Yeah. We both, uhm, have s-stuff to do, it sounds like.

[Or at least that both of them have something to think about.]

I'll, uhm... s-see you soon?

[mettatonvevo]

Oh yes. See you soon.

[He says it immediately, even though he knows it is a lie. It's a filthy lie and he hates himself just a little for it.

But it's ok. It will all be ok. Because she has Sans. And Ford. And everyone else who loves and cares about her. It's fine.

She doesn't need him anymore.

He gets up and walks to the door, giving her a small wave as he walks out.]

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