While Liquid's been transformed into something supernatural, Mettaton's getting used to being someone rather ordinary. To him, being human was exciting enough to wander the Moira for, and to forget the sad things that tended to overrun his thoughts these days.
This was great, he was warm, he could feel, and if he put his hand to his chest, why...he even had a heartbeat! In fact, he was so excited that it was beating fast, as if he had just taken a run. It's not his fault, this had been his dream for so long, nothing could ruin it! He was human! HUMAN!!
The unfortunate part of being a regular old human, however, is that he can't sense that someone is following him with ill intent. Even if he felt the prickle of displaced air, of something not right, he ignored it. Because he was still experiencing a little bit of sensory overload, and it was making him giddy.
B. (A+ lyric choice, btw)
This was great, he was warm, he could feel, and if he put his hand to his chest, why...he even had a heartbeat! In fact, he was so excited that it was beating fast, as if he had just taken a run. It's not his fault, this had been his dream for so long, nothing could ruin it! He was human! HUMAN!!
The unfortunate part of being a regular old human, however, is that he can't sense that someone is following him with ill intent. Even if he felt the prickle of displaced air, of something not right, he ignored it. Because he was still experiencing a little bit of sensory overload, and it was making him giddy.
And a sitting duck.