They can't be different. They can't change a thing. They already know what happens when they're given second chances: they make everything worse. And they laugh it off. They effortlessly distance themselves. They don't even care one bit.
Their hands relax around the locket. Remember gentleness, or at least try to do something close to that. It's only for the 99 DEF. Best friends forever doesn't mean anything at all. Frisk still has the knife, Chara still has HP to spare, the stick is still lying in the snow where they discarded it. They could giggle in the face of this pointless gesture, go right back to lashing out until the drying tear-tracks on Frisk's face are wet again.
But Frisk is ready to leave, and Chara is ready to let them go. Ready to be alone.
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They can't be different. They can't change a thing. They already know what happens when they're given second chances: they make everything worse. And they laugh it off. They effortlessly distance themselves. They don't even care one bit.
Their hands relax around the locket. Remember gentleness, or at least try to do something close to that. It's only for the 99 DEF. Best friends forever doesn't mean anything at all. Frisk still has the knife, Chara still has HP to spare, the stick is still lying in the snow where they discarded it. They could giggle in the face of this pointless gesture, go right back to lashing out until the drying tear-tracks on Frisk's face are wet again.
But Frisk is ready to leave, and Chara is ready to let them go. Ready to be alone.
* Chara is... s...
* ...
* Chara is sparing you...?
God, no. That sounds horrible and wrong. Absolutely laughable. Chara is merely bored with this.]
Then. You've made yourself perfectly clear. Do what you will... and we'll see what happens.