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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[trustharder]

[YOU ARE ALL THE KING and when everyone's the king nobody is or something]

OBSERVANT IS SOMEONE MY FRIEND WAS KEEPING AN EYE ON.

[notjustawriter]

Your friend?

Does that mean Observant is alive right now, or was he killed in a different game?

[trustharder]

YES, MY FRIEND!
AND OBSERVANT IS TO MY KNOWLEDGE STILL ALIVE.
I HAVEN'T HEARD FROM MY FRIEND IN A WHILE, THOUGH.

[notjustawriter]

Can you tell me who your friend is?

[How can an AI have a friend, whose friend were they originally...]

[trustharder]

HER NAME IS HILDA.

[notjustawriter]

I see. Is she like you, an AI?

[trustharder]

SHE IS ALSO A PERSON! AND NOT A PROGRAM.

[notjustawriter]

I see. Thank you for your help, Glory. I'll be back.

[...and after the whole... conversation about Ambitious, he returns.]

We've agreed on deletin' Ambitious.

Can you.... let him know what's gonna happen to him before you do it?

[trustharder]

IF THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT, THEN SURE.
IT SEEMS A LITTLE UNFAIR TO DO IT WITHOUT WARNING.
RIGHT?

[notjustawriter]

I think so, too.

Let him know he can pass on. I don't know if he'll appreciate it or not, but... it'll give him time to prepare.

[trustharder]

I'LL DO THAT.

[notjustawriter]

Thank you, Glory.