[Maybe it's a little simpler than that. Frisk knew; had always known, that there was more to Chara than just a murderer. Chara could be funny, when they wanted to be. Chara could be a friend. They LOVEd fiercely- but Frisk thinks, personally, that they love even fiercer.
What do you do with the kid that has none of that, by comparison? Maybe Frisk was just- naturally inclined to be a bad human.]
A lot of things. He talked to me about the Mt Ebott once. About why kids climb a mountain like that.
[They'd deny Frisk's line of thought viciously if Chara knew how they were thinking of themselves. Frisk was a human, but they were the exception to the rule Chara had set out regarding those creatures. They did do bad things, runs that saw them at LV 14, but they also had ones much lower.
They were in-between, just as a child should be. And if Sans had issues with a child holding a matchbox, then maybe he should calmly ask where they got it rather than assume they would burn things.]
[But they think they might. Accusatory tones and disappointed glances; killed again, yelled again, selfish again. Those were the type of looks that ripped the fabric of the world from golden corridors to golden flowers, because they could do better. They could be better, with an arsenal of forethought and anticipating people's every reaction behind them.
Can't do that anymore. It's just them.]
I really like Sans; he's nice. But we were never really friends, were we?
[Foresight makes things 20/20, but they're making up sayings on the spot. But Frisk is right with that line of thought. There were no do-overs in Hadriel, no way to set the clock back to try for something 'better', whatever that may be.
Sans, certainly, had made a point of mentioning that to Chara. But it's not as if they didn't remind him his inaction would result in the same thing.]
In the Underground? I honestly do not know what he considered us. It varied on what we did or did not do.
[It goes unspoken that they both knew the one way to truly hurt Sans was to kill Papyrus. Everything else was just judgement.]
In Hadriel there may be a chance. But Frisk, I wish to say something.
If he does not make an effort then you do not have to either.
[He can make an effort for Chara but not Frisk? It's not fair. Or maybe that's just their sense of justice talking.]
The idea sits with them for a moment, heavy and- a little ugly, Frisk thinks. You don't have to try, Chara says, as if it's just common logic.
But I do, Frisk wants to say back. I really do. If I don't, who else will? Two wrongs can't make a right. Besides...
Sometimes, when he calls them by their name, they almost think he's doing it because he can. Not just because sometimes, he needs to separate them from Chara.]
[They have to take a moment to just breathe before responding. Chara knows Frisk's SOUL, knows the kindness within it that would even extend to someone who didn't like the answers they provided. A snap call here isn't what either of them need.
They don't need an answer Chara would make. The path of genocide was an easy one, all things considered. They didn't have to try.]
I know Frisk. And you are kind for it.
I just wanted you to know the option is there, as am I.
[The fact that Chara- takes their time, to think of what Frisk has said. To make sure they don't talk over them; if they knew, then Frisk would appreciate it. As it is, the words that meet their eyes are something invaluable, drawn into the upwards turn of their lips and the calm sensation of their SOUL, determined.]
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What do you do with the kid that has none of that, by comparison? Maybe Frisk was just- naturally inclined to be a bad human.]
A lot of things. He talked to me about the Mt Ebott once. About why kids climb a mountain like that.
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They were in-between, just as a child should be. And if Sans had issues with a child holding a matchbox, then maybe he should calmly ask where they got it rather than assume they would burn things.]
About your reason for climbing?
He did not like that answer?
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[One of those things that can go unsaid, in some spaces. Two children climb up a mountain; they don't need to ask each other why.
It wasn't a very happy reason. And that's enough.]
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As it is your right, Frisk.
If he did not like receiving an answer then that is his problem.
[It's blunt, but on matters such as that they needed to be. Even if Sans asked the right questions it wasn't on Frisk to answer them all.]
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[But they think they might. Accusatory tones and disappointed glances; killed again, yelled again, selfish again. Those were the type of looks that ripped the fabric of the world from golden corridors to golden flowers, because they could do better. They could be better, with an arsenal of forethought and anticipating people's every reaction behind them.
Can't do that anymore. It's just them.]
I really like Sans; he's nice. But we were never really friends, were we?
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Sans, certainly, had made a point of mentioning that to Chara. But it's not as if they didn't remind him his inaction would result in the same thing.]
In the Underground? I honestly do not know what he considered us. It varied on what we did or did not do.
[It goes unspoken that they both knew the one way to truly hurt Sans was to kill Papyrus. Everything else was just judgement.]
In Hadriel there may be a chance. But Frisk, I wish to say something.
If he does not make an effort then you do not have to either.
[He can make an effort for Chara but not Frisk? It's not fair. Or maybe that's just their sense of justice talking.]
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The idea sits with them for a moment, heavy and- a little ugly, Frisk thinks. You don't have to try, Chara says, as if it's just common logic.
But I do, Frisk wants to say back. I really do. If I don't, who else will? Two wrongs can't make a right. Besides...
Sometimes, when he calls them by their name, they almost think he's doing it because he can. Not just because sometimes, he needs to separate them from Chara.]
I guess so. But I still want to.
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They don't need an answer Chara would make. The path of genocide was an easy one, all things considered. They didn't have to try.]
I know Frisk. And you are kind for it.
I just wanted you to know the option is there, as am I.
[You can talk to them. * I'm here.]
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I know. I'm here for you, too.
[We're in this together, Partner.]