[ she has the grace, at least, to look embarrassed. ] I'm sorry. [ she hopes she didn't offend him, but she has no real foundation when it came to... robots... or whatever it is that mettaton actually is. by all respects, sans and papyrus shouldn't be able to taste, and yet they eat all the time! nothing makes sense.

anyway, she's busying her hands with making some tea for herself, at least, because the chill has still yet to leave her bones. it's easier to respond when she is otherwise occupied, able to focus less on the strangeness of her words. ]

Several months ago, ALASTAIR had gifted me a number other abilities. [ may as well cut to the chase, she supposes. ] One of them allows me to remove someone's emotional pain. [ emotional healing, as it were. of course she says this all sort of casually, matter-of-factly. and blatantly leaving some fine print out. ]