.。.:*・°☆ ... Huh.
After all that time spent searching an empty Underground for Mettaton, Mew had come to the surface defeated - she’d figured she’d never see him again, never have to listen to him brag about his amazing body, the one he’d had while Mads had been stuck in some stupid dummy.
She’d hoped she’d never see him again, but...
Mettaton, Napstablook, even Shyren?
Waiting until the others leave, Mew slowly approaches her cousin, the much smaller animatronic having to strain her neck to look at him.
She probably looks like a child compared to him.
“... Mettaton?” Comes her cutesy anime voice - considering her new look, her new everything, he likely won’t recognize her at first, but... that might be kinda nice.