[ olivia is startled by how accurately mettaton hits the nail on the head with that... only in olivia's case, the words are only ever said in her own voice.
she lingers by the kitchenette, staring down at the steadily cooling mug of tea she'd long since prepared for herself. ]
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she lingers by the kitchenette, staring down at the steadily cooling mug of tea she'd long since prepared for herself. ]
It... can get quite debilitating, can't it...