[Why is it that this kid can unsettle Mettaton so much. He prided himself on his ability to deal with pretty much anything, and usually he could!

...Not this month though.]

The morale? It feels... [Pause.] It isn't good. It's been suffering, understandably. I'd think even you could tell everyone's in varying degrees of upset from...past events? And also the new captaincy.

[Mettaton takes another short pause, but this one is different. It's less that he's unsure of himself, and more along the lines of his own body telling him he needs to sit down and recharge. That always messes with his functions.

It shows in the way he puts a hand to his head and moreso in his exasperated sigh because he knows he's starting to sound hazy.]

Darling, would you mind if we took a seat? Not here, of course. I need to find somewhere I can charge.