[Mettaton thrives on getting hurt. He spent months just being hurt when he got here and he relished it, being able to feel something at all... But he'd admit that maybe it's not the best feeling he could have. Fortunately, being made of all that metal means that the pain doesn't register all too strongly.

The greater struggle is reclaiming each circuit and wire in his body, trying to recalibrate his awareness of it all. Truthfully, he's not artificial intelligence, so he doesn't pick up on it immediately... Being electrocuted always tends to feel like the first time he ever tried to operate this body. So he slumps somewhat against the wall.]

I'm having a wonderful time. [He says it with his eye closed, leaning his head against the wall. He doesn't know what he's doing, but he knows he was excited to be near Mira and it's Litha... So that must be accurate.] Don't worry about me, darling. I'm impossible to permanently damage. Given... I'm a robot. Haha.

[He flashes her a smile. He tries to remember what they were talking about before... this? But he can't. Not really. Maybe he was asking her what she wanted to do. That sounds about right. To divert the attention away from her worry, he "repeats" what he thinks was a question he had, at some point.]

Wh... What was it you said you'd like to do, gorgeous?