... All of that was genuine. And he still did what he did.
He doesn't get much choice in the matter; she's taking his face in her hands like she's done once before, just so he can see how upset she is. Sigrun isn't a crying woman by far but... her eyes are a little wetter than she'd like, sure. She can pin it to frustration.]
You were my sun, my star, and my sky. That's what I wanted to tell you. I had an entire date planned out where I'd tell you, it would've been in the music room and I was making a song for you and-- [hold on, she's got this, deep breaths] and it was going to be fun. I was going to make Echo Flowers for you too, and constellations from my world that you'd be able to see when you got there.
[Yeah, her voice is cracking a little, and she's shaking a bit.]
I hope this is still a surprise, provided you didn't peek under anything but-- I was making something nice for you too, chest kind of thing that was your second form, and inside were so many glittering hearts you would've lit up yourself, Mettaton. Our colors. Orange and white.
[Hold it together. Hold it together, Sigrun, and... she's going to step back, if he'll let her.]
I don't know if I can forgive you though. Or if you're welcome in Dalsnes anymore.
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... All of that was genuine. And he still did what he did.
He doesn't get much choice in the matter; she's taking his face in her hands like she's done once before, just so he can see how upset she is. Sigrun isn't a crying woman by far but... her eyes are a little wetter than she'd like, sure. She can pin it to frustration.]
You were my sun, my star, and my sky. That's what I wanted to tell you. I had an entire date planned out where I'd tell you, it would've been in the music room and I was making a song for you and-- [hold on, she's got this, deep breaths] and it was going to be fun. I was going to make Echo Flowers for you too, and constellations from my world that you'd be able to see when you got there.
[Yeah, her voice is cracking a little, and she's shaking a bit.]
I hope this is still a surprise, provided you didn't peek under anything but-- I was making something nice for you too, chest kind of thing that was your second form, and inside were so many glittering hearts you would've lit up yourself, Mettaton. Our colors. Orange and white.
[Hold it together. Hold it together, Sigrun, and... she's going to step back, if he'll let her.]
I don't know if I can forgive you though. Or if you're welcome in Dalsnes anymore.