Why would it not count when I hurt him? And you know he...always thought we were the same, in the beginning. Always called me by your name. Didn't matter how good or bad we were.
[* Chara, are you there? * It's me, your best friend!
And then saying that they were somehow different, somehow unique, separate from Chara. As if they wouldn't stoop to some arbitrary level. Except, ha-ha, joke's on him, they did exactly that. They worked together to achieve their ends, every end. Maybe they fought each other for certain steps in the journey, but neither of them could ever truly shuck off the cloak of what and who they were, neither of them could dismiss that truth outright.
Partners.
Together forever.]
Because he cared about you more than anyone else.
And it's easier to pretend, isn't it? Pretend that someone can be pure good or pure bad. Makes it way simpler. He never knew if I was a good person or not - I've made mistakes, I keep messing things up, I can't keep promises and I lie to people and I do things wrong all the time...
[They trail off, and try to pull their point back together. This isn't about them.]
It's like... [They cast around for a metaphor that would make sense to both of them, a comparison of some kind.] Like that kid, the one without any arms. They'd follow us around, talking about how cool Undyne was, how she could do no wrong, how she was so perfect. And they realized that, maybe, she wasn't as cool as they thought she was. Wasn't always a great person. Didn't mean they started hating her, though, right? Didn't mean they didn't still like her.
[They just latched onto someone else. Someone who seemed, comparatively...much kinder.]
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[* Chara, are you there?
* It's me, your best friend!
And then saying that they were somehow different, somehow unique, separate from Chara. As if they wouldn't stoop to some arbitrary level. Except, ha-ha, joke's on him, they did exactly that. They worked together to achieve their ends, every end. Maybe they fought each other for certain steps in the journey, but neither of them could ever truly shuck off the cloak of what and who they were, neither of them could dismiss that truth outright.
Partners.
Together forever.]
Because he cared about you more than anyone else.
And it's easier to pretend, isn't it? Pretend that someone can be pure good or pure bad. Makes it way simpler. He never knew if I was a good person or not - I've made mistakes, I keep messing things up, I can't keep promises and I lie to people and I do things wrong all the time...
[They trail off, and try to pull their point back together. This isn't about them.]
It's like... [They cast around for a metaphor that would make sense to both of them, a comparison of some kind.] Like that kid, the one without any arms. They'd follow us around, talking about how cool Undyne was, how she could do no wrong, how she was so perfect. And they realized that, maybe, she wasn't as cool as they thought she was. Wasn't always a great person. Didn't mean they started hating her, though, right? Didn't mean they didn't still like her.
[They just latched onto someone else. Someone who seemed, comparatively...much kinder.]