It wasn't long after that day Mettaton talked to me. I had taken it as a chance to start gathering evidence to prove he was no more than an accomplice. I feigned patience and asked questions, but...

...I don't know, the more I talked the more interested in him as a person I was. I threw away that theory and tried to know him better. I suppose...I wanted to see him as a person instead of as a suspect.

[Short silence. He had just blurted all that without thinking much.]

Uh, sorry for having turned all this about me. I didn't mean to do that.

Do you even know how you got so close to Mettaton, what got you to...be so close to him?