[That's uncomfortable to think about. Mettaton loved the Underground and all the monsters in it, but...given the choice, he would take the surface. With everyone he cared about, including his fans! But the surface all the same.

Rather than say that, he focuses on Asriel's answer.]

That's a shame, truly.

[Mettaton moves slightly apart from Asriel, then flops back onto the deck with a loud CLANG, his arms splayed out.]

You should do it with me! It's a tradition in my family, you know. Laying on the ground. [A beat.] ...and feeling like garbage.

Would it surprise you to know that doing this kind of thing is actually therapeutic? It sounds awful, but it really is not. If you feel bad to start, then that's fine. But if you stare up for long enough, sometimes things become less complex. It's easy if you lose yourself, and maybe things begin to abstract, and you don't feel so bad. Because everything is wide open space, stars and galaxies, and that's when you feel so small that you can't imagine your problems to be as bad as you thought. Right?

[Does he sound a little crazy? Absolutely. Is it an abstract idea, loosely influenced by blook magic? You betcha.]