[They can't feel a thing, of course. That voice means nothing, even though they recognize it. It doesn't hurt at all.
There's no sense of betrayal. No wounded trust. None of the agony of being replaced with someone better. The friend he always wished he had.
When that voice hesitantly reaches them, they aren't even surprised. They've already heard it a thousand times over: been gone a long time, not the nicest person, so on and so forth.
Best friends forever, a locket that is no longer theirs proclaims. Ha.]
You have a very strange definition of forever, Asriel.
I'M CRYING THEM RIGHT NOW
There's no sense of betrayal. No wounded trust. None of the agony of being replaced with someone better. The friend he always wished he had.
When that voice hesitantly reaches them, they aren't even surprised. They've already heard it a thousand times over: been gone a long time, not the nicest person, so on and so forth.
Best friends forever, a locket that is no longer theirs proclaims. Ha.]
You have a very strange definition of forever, Asriel.