[Mettaton has not once minded driving at night. After all, he only charges at night because most of the time people aren't awake then and he's bored. However, due to the nature of this horrible, horrible event, Mettaton has not been ABLE to charge for a bit. Luckily he has about two weeks of constant charge to fall back on so he's not in a terrible state, but getting to Oregon fast is still a good enough goal in his mind.
Now, he's never seen this man eat anything but to be fair, Mettaton doesn't need to eat either. He just likes to for the #aesthetic. But not in this case, due to rations being kind of low and he's pretty sure the organic begins around him would kick his ass if he wasted food like that. So this little fact is something that just blissfully goes over his head. He is, however, grateful for the lack of rats. He likes rodent Monsters, but rodents without the magic and sentience? Yikes.
As for the talking, well, Mettaton is plenty of a talker himself, so they have probably gotten into quite a few discussions about "the good ole days" since Mettaton is always interested in learning about "human" culture.
Today, Mettaton's kept himself entertained with calculating how long it would take for this wagon, going at the speed it currently is and suddenly given the ability to fly, to reach the outer atmosphere of Wonderland when he hears Alistair's question. He pauses, really taking it in, then slowly turns to look at his traveling companion. He gives him a long, searching look, giving the "human" enough time to really think about why, exactly, asking him of all people this question is a bit... silly.]
I can't say I have ever tried.
[The smile plastered on this robot's face is a lovely blend of disbelief, sass, and amusement.]
throws a robot at you at LIGHT SPEED (also feel free to have him get some accurate reads off of him)
Now, he's never seen this man eat anything but to be fair, Mettaton doesn't need to eat either. He just likes to for the #aesthetic. But not in this case, due to rations being kind of low and he's pretty sure the organic begins around him would kick his ass if he wasted food like that. So this little fact is something that just blissfully goes over his head. He is, however, grateful for the lack of rats. He likes rodent Monsters, but rodents without the magic and sentience? Yikes.
As for the talking, well, Mettaton is plenty of a talker himself, so they have probably gotten into quite a few discussions about "the good ole days" since Mettaton is always interested in learning about "human" culture.
Today, Mettaton's kept himself entertained with calculating how long it would take for this wagon, going at the speed it currently is and suddenly given the ability to fly, to reach the outer atmosphere of Wonderland when he hears Alistair's question. He pauses, really taking it in, then slowly turns to look at his traveling companion. He gives him a long, searching look, giving the "human" enough time to really think about why, exactly, asking him of all people this question is a bit... silly.]
I can't say I have ever tried.
[The smile plastered on this robot's face is a lovely blend of disbelief, sass, and amusement.]