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?

Comments

[ignorantly]

I think my legs still hate me... [ He makes an attempt at standing up... and manages to not fall over? His legs are a little shaky still, but otherwise functioning. ]

[amygdalae]

[Well, at least it looks like he will recover in time. Bruce doesn't quite come closer, but he does shift a little bit, possibly hovering around for a second until it looks like Shizaru will be fine.]

It should wear off completely in a few more hours. [Bruce just has a better headstart because of his condition, although he is impressed that there was something that was actually able to keep him under for so long. He should look into it when he could.] Just rest and keep yourself hydrated, and it should be fine.