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[It makes sense. It might sound backwards on a purely theoretical, logical level, but it makes the visceral and soul-deep kind of sense that they know from personal experience. The way Sans knows from personal experience, too, they think, because surely someone who didn't get it would never suggest it.

It's... it's just the kind of thing that claws its way into you, they think, when you really learn what it means to think "but nobody came."

You deserve it. You deserve people who hurt you. At your worst, you become almost obsessed with your misery, almost find a sort of strange vindictive, sadistic pleasure at shouting yourself into submission. You lose sight completely of everything outside that cocoon of jagged, rusting misery.]

I don't want to just let this rest. I can't just let this rest. I do not care if they are out of my reach.

[Can't get to that side. No police in Wonderland. No law. No church to hear your confessions. No clear concept what they even mean when they say they need to see justice, only the sickening feeling that no child should have to suffer through that ever, ever again.]

I refuse to allow anyone to steer a child toward the abyss and walk away utterly unburdened. It sickens me to even think they might be satisfied by an outcome like the one they pushed for.

Do... I suppose it is a slim chance, but do you suppose Frisk would tell us who?

[They doubt it, somehow. Frisk is good. Frisk forgives you. Frisk would... protect the people who did this, wouldn't they? That's what a good victim does. Thinks about the discomfort they would put the people who harmed them through if they told the truth.]

[It's the lesson learned when bad things keep happening to you that are out of your control. No one can ever hate you as much as you hate yourself, and things are somehow easier to deal with that way. It's like some kind of modicum of control over the situation.]

i agree. whoever it is can't be left unchecked.

[It feels empty, though, because how do you stop a Mirror? Like Chara says, they're out of their reach completely. There's nothing they can do but get upset about it. And what would he do anyway? Go punch a Mirror in the face, stand by while Chara reaps LOVE from them?]

[Justice would be nice. Justice so rarely actually happens.]

they might. when...if they ever start trusting us again. then they might tell us.

[They need... they need to think. To plan. To quash down this helpless anger at the inescapable reality, the unsolvable problem of - how do you make someone who will never be sorry feel what it's like to suffer the way they made someone else suffer? How do you make them care what they did?

Helplessness is not who they are. They're the one who plots. Who makes things happen. They just - they just have to think.]

If they ever start trusting us.

We took choice away from them. Wouldn't give them what they wanted. I don't think they're going to let that go so effortlessly.

[They've had choice taken away from them enough as it is, haven't they?]

[Sans is gonna do some investigating on his own. They'll have to come back to this. He gets the feeling that Chara isn't going to give up on this easily.]

yeah. "if."

[Frisk forgives everyone, but forgiveness isn't the same as trust.]

taking their choice away was my doing. they can blame me for that.

[He's the one who teleported them away against their will. He's the one who had basically a prison cell all set and ready for them. He doesn't regret it, because it means Frisk still exists, but at the same time he's absolutely certain that he could have done better. There must have been a better way. There always is.]

I SAVEd so they could not. I LOADed every time the outcome was not to my liking. I can't disregard my role in what transpired, Sans. To unload it all onto your shoulders would be morally irresponsible.

[They're not very dark blue, but they aren't above consequences. They know what they did.]

Nor would it be right of me to let your relationship be sabotaged. You and Alphys were the ones who saved them when my magic ruined them. You were the one who found them before they could cross to the mirror side. You... for all the mixed feelings tied up in "for your own good," you did strive to create a safe place for them.

[He could argue, but what's the point? Some ridiculous blame game doesn't really solve anything. He's going to blame himself more than they will, and he knows they're going to blame themselves more than he will. That's just how this is gonna go.]

[He sighs a little.]

we all coulda done better. i guess hindsight is always twenty-twenty.

What a shame we couldn't do it over, now that we know better.

[It's a very flat joke. He probably won't find it funny at all. They're really only good at the wrong kind of humour.]

heh.

[It's not really funny, but it's not sarcasm either. Gallows humor. Not his favorite, but sometimes it's needed.]

maybe that's the takeaway. sometimes you got no choice but to move forward.

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