The kid that is, in another universe, completely fine with being retroactively named Butts isn't going to object to Frisk's choice regardless of their own personal opinion on it - they offered it to them, after all.
They're not going to offer an alternative either. Don't rock the boat, Chara.
"A friend's copy game..." they repeat, and have to dip their head again because they... can't really count as a friend, can they? Sure, they did some things together that friends in books and movies do but. That doesn't just make someone your friend, does it? There's other things involved, surely. Like actually being human.
But it's been weirdly... nice, so far. And even though they feel horrible for indulging while they can, even though they know there's probably a catch coming, well. That's what selfish creatures like them do, isn't it?
"It fits," they tell the other, looking not quite at them, and the voice is very small to keep it even.
Their fingers slip on one of the notes in repetition, a discordant sound, and they look down at the keys.
"Oh."
They've lost, even if they were trying not to this time.
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Date: 2017-03-27 09:28 pm (UTC)They're not going to offer an alternative either. Don't rock the boat, Chara.
"A friend's copy game..." they repeat, and have to dip their head again because they... can't really count as a friend, can they? Sure, they did some things together that friends in books and movies do but. That doesn't just make someone your friend, does it? There's other things involved, surely. Like actually being human.
But it's been weirdly... nice, so far. And even though they feel horrible for indulging while they can, even though they know there's probably a catch coming, well. That's what selfish creatures like them do, isn't it?
"It fits," they tell the other, looking not quite at them, and the voice is very small to keep it even.
Their fingers slip on one of the notes in repetition, a discordant sound, and they look down at the keys.
"Oh."
They've lost, even if they were trying not to this time.