[Selfishly, he wants to argue. To tell him that he needs him too, but Mettaton's tears are what deter him. It sets him off too, but if he's that miserable who is he to tell him he shouldn't try something that might make him happier?
He prises their hands apart, but only so he can pull him into a hug. Annie wriggles out from the space between them with a grumble, and Oliver holds him tighter.]
I'm going to miss you.
[He's going to get his shoulder wet, but he can't do this without crying. This is his friend, and he might not get to see him again.]
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He prises their hands apart, but only so he can pull him into a hug. Annie wriggles out from the space between them with a grumble, and Oliver holds him tighter.]
I'm going to miss you.
[He's going to get his shoulder wet, but he can't do this without crying. This is his friend, and he might not get to see him again.]