a books the only friend you'll ever need. (closed to voidsir and itstheend)

[characlysmic]

[Every since their unorthodox loss of hearing, Chara has been hanging around the only other adult who seems to know sign. Gaster was a monster, so they've given him the benefit of the doubt in general, despite his insistence on bathing. They've gotten better at reading lips, but their grasp on sign (and perhaps even reading??) have improved under his tutelage. This is absolutely the only reason they've continued hanging around him. Today they continue their studies by dragging a large and incredibly gaudy manga they dug up from the library over to the desk where Gaster was sitting. A small octopus plushie is gently set beside it a moment later.

They don't even stop to say hello, instead flipping to a dogeared page and pointing at a panel with a little half scowl. ]

I dunno this word.

[Its as good a greeting as any. ]

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[characlysmic]

[They don't know the sign for "theoretical happenings" and they squint instead, hands raised to ask for a definition. But. Ok. Possibilities. They know that one. They wince at Chara's hyenalic response, their own smile tightening. They. They aren't sure what they believe now. They hate their other self as much as the other must back, and trust the words of a human even less but still....

They have never been a trusting person. Could they have been played the fool the entire time. There is conviction in the other Chara's words that are hard to deny, that play to their own secret fears. ]

But why!!

[It slips from their lips a bit more vunerable then they'd have liked, and they warp their own face into a more comfortable snarl.]

I mean, you can't just say things like this without telling me what danger he is!! What is his possibility thing!

[voidster]

[You know that isn't what I meant.] he says, mildly irritated on the outside, and that's probably the second mistake. But. Twisting his words in such a way to mean the worst possible thing... frustrating. They know he didn't deny doing it the first time it came up.

[By 'theoretical happenings', I'm speaking of the future. I don't want to harm them. I don't want to harm anyone, I want to avoid that. I didn't bring myself here, and I only want to enjoy the freedom I have until I leave.]

There. Convincing enough? It's directed at both Charas, really, even if he's looking at the accusing one.

[itstheend]

[Oh! So the past has no effect on the future? Gee!]

Snark attack, close the breaches! They unwittingly echo words spoken by them elsewhere.

[Desire and action are two very different things, Doctor.]

Their head turns back to their other self, smile plastered and cheerful.

[Did you know he, or one of him, took once took over someone's body without consent? He is incapable of that now, of course, but I find that very interesting.]

They are... fairly sure, of this. It was during an event, where all of them were different. But it happened, and part of them, that yellow streak, howls because of it. It happened once. There must be consequence, somehow.

They can feel their Frisk very carefully not saying anything, about themself or Asriel. That's different. They, at least... there's a difference, and they can't put their mental finger on it, and it's maddening in a way that is more than surface-deep - it's vital they know. They need to, or it's another wedge.