The silence is answer enough. It's said in a very, very small voice as Frisk seems to fold inwards, hugging themself for some small, cold, comfort.
So it... was inevitable, then? They thought if they'd never fallen, never screwed up everything, thrown everything they ever had under the bus doing something really, really stupid, then surely... but it seems Chara is just as bad as they are. There's a flare of resentment they do their best to stifle. That's not fair to this Chara, at least.
Maybe any kid would have done what they did, in their position - some Ambassador they were. They don't know if that's better or worse.
*As if who you are never really mattered at all. *Ha ha… *The thought terrifies me.
They need to... they need to sit down. They sort of sink-fall onto the carpet, staring down at the ground and clutching their hands together at their chest. There's a groggy stirring from Chara at the maelstrom of emotions whirling, and they're told it's okay, go back to sleep.
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Date: 2016-11-18 11:25 am (UTC)The silence is answer enough. It's said in a very, very small voice as Frisk seems to fold inwards, hugging themself for some small, cold, comfort.
So it... was inevitable, then? They thought if they'd never fallen, never screwed up everything, thrown everything they ever had under the bus doing something really, really stupid, then surely... but it seems Chara is just as bad as they are. There's a flare of resentment they do their best to stifle. That's not fair to this Chara, at least.
Maybe any kid would have done what they did, in their position - some Ambassador they were. They don't know if that's better or worse.
*As if who you are never really mattered at all.
*Ha ha…
*The thought terrifies me.
They need to... they need to sit down. They sort of sink-fall onto the carpet, staring down at the ground and clutching their hands together at their chest. There's a groggy stirring from Chara at the maelstrom of emotions whirling, and they're told it's okay, go back to sleep.