Take Initiative.

[trustharder]

It seems things have been resolved - peacefully, if more than a little awkwardly for most parties involved. However, there's still work to do here, isn't there? Ryuunosuke shrugs after a long moment; tips his head up a bit. "Hey, Glory? Let everyone up." And apparently that's all it takes, though what that actually does isn't something that happens all at once - rather, panels slide out from the wall, forming a staircase up to that balcony they've been standing on. Mettaton doesn't really wait for the others to join them; he just leaves back through that section of wall they entered from, calling something back over his shoulder. "We've got another room to work from back here, darlings, this shouldn't take too long to work out." >Follow?

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[isafraid]

[kind of leans over.]

Do you have any idea what they're going on about?

[captainobnoxious]

Not a fucking clue.

[isafraid]

Isn't that just the way.

[you go, guys. You've got your moral support here.]

...Those boots treating you well?

[captainobnoxious]

My legs are killing me but I look great and I'm the tallest person in the room besides Mettaton. So yes. They're treating me well enough.

[She respects Mettaton so hard for being able to walk with these things.]

[isafraid]

[...There is the fact that he's a robot and she's human but, okay. Yeah. You do you, Sigrun.]

Well that makes me the third tallest again. [truly a shame] And they do look a bit uncomfortable.

[captainobnoxious]

Beauty is worth the pain. They're my lucky boots, after all, even if they've gotten me into shit recently.

[But excuse her, she has buttons to press.]

[isafraid]

And lucks just what we've always needed! It's gotten us out of a few scrapes.

[but yeah. onward to buttons...!]