Mettaton can't help but to at least scratch at the back of his neck distractedly. It's not the same motion. It's not the same, so Chara shouldn't call him out on it, but the puns are getting annoying. He knows what they're doing.

But he's going to ignore them, yep! He can do it!

"At the moment, I haven't yet acquired a permanent residence. Maybe I will find one near you all though," he comments lightheartedly. "And Asriel...why not use your skills for transporting in order to help citizens move? Or delivering items--there's plenty of potential!!"

So many opportunities to make sweet cash~

"I suppose security is a good idea too, especially for you Chara," he adds as an afterthought. "So that just leaves Frisk then~"

He looks at the small human expectantly. Tell him your secrets, Frisk!