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[mylastchance]

I can't find Susan. Does anyone know where he is?

[He's clearly panicking. Talking louder and faster than necessary, but still not shouting.]

He wouldn't have left without telling me.

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[mettatronic]

Mmmh.

Susan, Susan, Susan...

[Trails off as he tries to recall whether he's heard that name before hereabouts. Might be inappropriately nonchalant in tone - inappropriately if... he had more context.]

...Description?

[mylastchance]

Um. Half elf. Pointy ears... Brown hair? One eyes blue. And he's short?

[Best Description.]

[mettatronic]

[This guy has no singular idea what "half elf" would look like, buuut he latches onto what he can!]

Just the one blue eye?

Hm. Well, that would catch both of mine.

I'm sorry to say I don't think I've seen your man, but -- [A peak in pitch on the inflection.] I will keep a lookout for a short pair of odd eyes with pointy ears.

[He still sounds a little too... well, he doesn't sound lax, exactly, or insincere at all, but he doesn't sound like he's... empathizing with any active concern, either, so apologies if this isn't all that helpful on even the most basic support level.]

[mylastchance]

[Lauren frowns, bothered by Mettaton's tone, though he isn't really sure why. The other worker wasn't saying anything rude, but something about the way he said it was very irritating.]

He's not a man, he's my brother. Just a little kid.


But... Thank you.

[He doesn't even want to say it, but well, the other guy had said he'd ring Lauren if he spotted Susan...]