[She doesn't even notice. Giving a little growl as she gritted her teeth as the earrings heated up in warning. Not burning her. Not like the iron in Mettaton's body would have, but enough for her to notice. Letting her know that they were using the magic stored in them to protect her.
She shrugged her shoulders. Trying to wiggle him off. They had plenty of magic. But she'd rather not drain them for nothing. But then he kept talking. A hug as a thank you... Oh.
... Well, now she felt bad for trying to make him let go. Resigning herself to his grateful hug then. Even if it's with a sigh. Mettaton you, big weirdo. But okay, have your hug. Though it takes her another moment to realise he might actually have something for her.]
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She shrugged her shoulders. Trying to wiggle him off. They had plenty of magic. But she'd rather not drain them for nothing. But then he kept talking. A hug as a thank you... Oh.
... Well, now she felt bad for trying to make him let go. Resigning herself to his grateful hug then. Even if it's with a sigh. Mettaton you, big weirdo. But okay, have your hug. Though it takes her another moment to realise he might actually have something for her.]
You didn't have to...
[Really, the company had been thanks enough.]