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[Mettaton is in the library once again, returning books and browsing for something new to read when he spots... oh.

This person, whoever they are, is beautiful. He watches them curiously, noting the claw and wondering if they are somehow a Monster. Then they open a book and seem confused. He gives them another couple of seconds to see if they will do anything else and then speaks up.]

That book not to your taste?

[Sesshoumaru glances up, his expression going neutral again as he closes the book with a soft snap.]

It is not in a language I'm familiar with, therefore there's no way to judge it.

[Even so, he puts the book back with a faint sense of annoyance still perceptible through his body language. Seriously, what kind of nonsense is this? Cater to him, stupid humans. Ah, but anyway.

Being naturally curious, he gives the robot a once over. Nope. Never seen anything like that before.]

What manner of creature are you?

[Yeah. He's a real charmer alright.]

[Direct and to the point! That's a bit boring, but Mettaton can work with that.]

I am a robot named Mettaton, Monster celebrity of the Surface and Underground! What manner of creature are you?

[Mettaton, sassing this demon is only going to lead to problems.]

[Despite his rather long life already, Sesshoumaru has only exercised patience for a small part of it. Sure, that was in recent memory, but all the same...he's not about to take that sass. Not from something that didn't smell alive, and in fact...he can smell past that metal shell. He knows what's up with you, buddy.

So he smiles.]

Monster indeed. I am Sesshoumaru. You would do well to remember and respect me.

[Which he'll only say once, because pride or not, he's not a fan of repeating himself. Whatever bears repeating requires being driven home in a more...practical manner.

Better not push, Mettaton.]

[Oh that gets a bright spot of laughter from this bot, as well as a very amused eyebrow raise.]

Really now? You would do well to extend the same to me.

[His grin has just the faintest glint of a threat.]

But! In the name of "respect", I want to ask; are you new here? I've never seen you before.

[Subtle expressions? Sesshoumaru knows all about those, he's the master.

Unfortunately, that's where his subtlety ends.]

I am indeed new here. I'd wager that you have been here for a while? Surely long enough to hide your true nature behind such an ostentatious shell.

[He's not smiling anymore, but his expression is placid; surely something so obvious to sniff out couldn't be a secret?]

I'm afraid I have little respect for the dead these days.

[~~daddy issues~~]

[Mettaton's smile, previously barbed with a general air of guardedness, drops as he is taken by surprise by...what?

The dead?]

...The dead.

[He says it, deadpan, baffled by what that could mean.]

Last I checked, I wasn't dead.

For not being dead, your scent is unnaturally ethereal, beyond the metal.

[He's just saying bro. You smell like a ghost.]

Or do you expect me to believe that you are not possessing that metal construct?

[He has no idea how hard he's calling Mettaton out, actually? He just knows what his sense of smell is telling him, and as a supernatural creature himself, he's not going to sugarcoat it.]

[It's a moment of disbelief that passes as Mettaton stares at this humanoid monster. What did he say? Dead? Possession?

Finally he gets enough presence of mind to respond and he is not happy.]

I am not possessing this, this is my body! And I am not dead! Quit saying I am dead! I am very much alive, thank you!

[He's still partially stuck on the "dead" part, which is helping keep the existential dread from sinking in just yet.]

[Surprisingly--or perhaps not--Sesshoumaru finds this amusing. At least enough for a mild smile to cross his features. Somehow, the expression manages to look vaguely unpleasant.

Probably because he's casually getting a kick out of the reaction he's caused, to put it in simple terms.]

Hm. Have I struck a nerve? There's no need for such theatrics; clearing up the matter is sufficient.

[Of course...he doesn't feel bad for what he said. So who is he to lecture?]

It's less a nerve and more you being completely nonsensical! You saying I'm dead is like saying water isn't wet!

[It's absurd! It's a lie! It's a terrifying realization that this person knows that he's a ghost and yet thinks that means he's dead???????]

...Wait a minute, did you say scent? Are you smelling me???

[This just gets weirder and weirder.]

What else did you expect me to do? It isn't as if I can simply avoid scenting you.

[Said as if it's SO OBVIOUS he's a dog youkai.]

Don't make the mistake of thinking it's deep interest. I'm just identifying you.

[You know. Like a rock. Or like a possible threat.

...More like a rock, to be quite honest.]

[That, at least, gets Mettaton to pause a bit.]

Well. I suppose you have a point on that front.

[The dogs in Snowdin couldn't help themselves either, though they could never smell that he was a ghost. Just that he had a lot of oil in his engine.]

You're still wrong in your identification, however. I am a being made of metal and magic, and I am very much alive. None of that death nonsense here.

[Because while Sesshomaru is right that he was a ghost, to Mettaton, he is now 100% a robot and therefore the classification of ghost no longer applies to him, even if the vestiges of his origins still cling to him.]

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Library! (Hi I'm Sesshomaru, I'm over 1000 years old and I can't read)

And yet he still manages to look prettier than a metal nerd

WOW!!! RUDE!!! AT LEAST HE DOESN'T GET HIS BUTT KICKED BY HIS HALF HUMAN BROTHER

Look. Everyone's past that sssssh. shhhhhhshhshshhh

Mmhm, sure we are, yup

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