[Mettaton... hasn't felt stuck in the hall of mirrors, on his part. He isn't 1. in a hurry to leave the carnival in general; or 2. a man who's easy to unnerve with his own reflection, however, ah, accurate it is or isn't. The way he's seen it so far? His reflections have been acting, modeling, poooosing without having to fellow his example - and you know what? How appropriate and novel!
Still, when he turns to face the catlike-humanlike young lady in the room with him, he isn't scoffing at her or writing her off by any stretch - how unbecoming it'd be to give that attitude to such a total friggin' stranger, good lord! - rather... showing no more than something like a casually journalistic sort of interest.]
Mirror Maze!
[Mettaton... hasn't felt stuck in the hall of mirrors, on his part. He isn't 1. in a hurry to leave the carnival in general; or 2. a man who's easy to unnerve with his own reflection, however, ah, accurate it is or isn't. The way he's seen it so far? His reflections have been acting, modeling, poooosing without having to fellow his example - and you know what? How appropriate and novel!
Still, when he turns to face the catlike-humanlike young lady in the room with him, he isn't scoffing at her or writing her off by any stretch - how unbecoming it'd be to give that attitude to such a total friggin' stranger, good lord! - rather... showing no more than something like a casually journalistic sort of interest.]
Hm...! Such as...?