[after a moment's silence, they respond. they pretend that their hand isn't clenched into a fist, knuckles white, and that their other hand--wrapped around this strange tablet--isn't shaking.
mom.
it's not fair, it's not fair, but they swallow thickly, trying to contain their rage. it was also not fair of them to expect Asriel to go along with them murdering an entire village's worth of humans. no matter how much those humans deserved it.]
I shouldn't be here, then.
[they'd like to think that they disguise the anger in their voice rather well. all that's left is the bitterness.]
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mom.
it's not fair, it's not fair, but they swallow thickly, trying to contain their rage. it was also not fair of them to expect Asriel to go along with them murdering an entire village's worth of humans. no matter how much those humans deserved it.]
I shouldn't be here, then.
[they'd like to think that they disguise the anger in their voice rather well. all that's left is the bitterness.]