They sit up straighter, spine growing rigid. They never...
They never knew. They never thought to know. Thought it was all just as inconsequential as anything else Wonderland trotted out to play. How do they know? Have they been caught in this - this tumbling aftermath for the entire year that followed?
They never noticed. They never questioned.
They never cared.
There's a tremor in their voice, a look of undeniable shock, of unadorned horror.
"...I didn't know."
They didn't know this tormented them for days, weeks, months - a year after the fact. They never thought to ask. They'd been so, so centered on what this meant for themself, what this meant for how they couldn't feel like they could survive without Chara, that they hadn't thought to consider what had been done to Chara themself. Feeling like they knew best for them. And they hadn't known anything at all.
They hadn't even asked.
"I didn't know you'd...this whole year?" It's whispered, barely audible. Wishing they could try for contrite, but that doesn't even begin to cover just how much they'd missed by virtue of never wanting to think about it.
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They never knew. They never thought to know. Thought it was all just as inconsequential as anything else Wonderland trotted out to play. How do they know? Have they been caught in this - this tumbling aftermath for the entire year that followed?
They never noticed. They never questioned.
They never cared.
There's a tremor in their voice, a look of undeniable shock, of unadorned horror.
"...I didn't know."
They didn't know this tormented them for days, weeks, months - a year after the fact. They never thought to ask. They'd been so, so centered on what this meant for themself, what this meant for how they couldn't feel like they could survive without Chara, that they hadn't thought to consider what had been done to Chara themself. Feeling like they knew best for them. And they hadn't known anything at all.
They hadn't even asked.
"I didn't know you'd...this whole year?" It's whispered, barely audible. Wishing they could try for contrite, but that doesn't even begin to cover just how much they'd missed by virtue of never wanting to think about it.