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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[ratingspoint]

[...He really obviously has no idea what to do with that. Any of that. Wow.]

Well, you really shouldn't thank us, but...I know what you mean. It was like that for me, too, for a while. Last time, I mean.

[...]

Thank you for telling me all that, though, sweetheart. And...I'm sorry. For everything.

[devastation]

[this is what happens when you put a cinnamon roll in a murder game

Instead of accepting or denying the apology, Megumi just smiles.]

Try not to give Cherryblod-san and Sigrun-san too much trouble, okay? [She's wishing the best for all of you (yes, including serial killer Ryuunosuke... what has become of her life, seriously), so... yeah, no more questionable activities like murder games guys, alright.]

[ratingspoint]

...I wouldn't dream of it.

Take care of yourself.