text - un: frisk

[stilljustyou]

( It hasn't been long since their corruption skyrocketed and became out of control, but it feels like it's been weeks at this point. So many awful things had happened to them at once -- all of them becoming a catalyst to helping their partner fulfill their goals and seek power.

They haven't been doing well since. They've used the moondrops to bring their corruption level to a far more normal level for them, but what's done is done.

They don't say much when they address the network. It's a simple, but sincere message. )

i'm sorry

Comments

[grice]

A few times.
Would you like to hear about one?

[stilljustyou]

if it's not painful to talk about it
ill listen

[grice]

It’ll always sting, but I’m moving forward.

I met a man in the street once. He was a veteran that was coming back from the front lines of war, so he was with a lot of damaged men. He fell when one of them got scared, he didn’t have a leg. I helped him up and fixed his clothes for him.

We met again at hospital. He introduced himself as “Kruger”, and I was going through a hard time so, we started talking. I’d go visit him every afternoon, and he would give me advice and encouragement. I respected him.

One day he asked me if I could deliver a letter to his family, but outside of the zone we lived in, so the officials wouldn’t check the contents. I didn’t question it at all because I thought I was helping him. He asked me to deliver a few more for him the same way, and I did. During a festival, he found me and he said he needed another favor. He had a friend he wanted to meet in secret, and that only I could do it.

I went to find his friend who was our Vice Chief and led him into a basement underneath a stage show full of people. I did what he asked, because I thought it was a surprise. I thought I was helping him reconnect with his family and friends.

When we got there, the Vice Chief looked like he’d seen a ghost and started panicking. Kruger didn’t let me leave the basement.

His name wasn’t Kruger. He was a wanted man and they were enemies the Vice Chief had met on his last mission. The letters I sent were to his comrades to instruct an ambush, not to his family. He destroyed everything, and killed so many people, even some of my closest friends.

It all happened the way it did because of me.

[stilljustyou]

( Frisk listens, and although there's some things that they don't understand, they still can't help but feel sympathy for what he went through. They know what it's like to be tricked by someone to such a devastating extent. But, his situation was different. Frisk was able to change things and save everyone. )

it wasn't your fault

you just wanted to help a friend

( Frisk doesn't know if they realize that or not -- but... maybe hearing that can help. )

[grice]

[ he knows his heart was in the right place. blindingly so . . . ]

I just didn't realize he wasn't my friend. That cost a lot.
I try not to make the same mistake again. Being more cautious doesn't mean I can't be nice or helpful to people. I could do more. That's the only way I could keep going.

[stilljustyou]

i tried to help someone too

i could have really hurt him but i didnt want to

and then someone else did that instead

it can be scary to keep being nice. but i think that if try not to change, then you can still help someone else who really needs it -- even if it seems like you shouldn't

[grice]

I'm sorry.
I think it might be doing the right thing. Like . . . What your heart tells you is right. I still listen to it.
It's important to listen to it. People still need that when there's nothing else left for them. You don't know the difference it could make.

[stilljustyou]

Our hearts?
Then do you think more people would do the right thing if they did that?

[grice]

I think so.

[stilljustyou]

Me too.
At least,
I think that even if it ends up making something bad happen
We can still do our best to make it better afterwards.

[grice]

Yeah.
I hope everything works out for you.

[stilljustyou]

Thank you.
I hope so for you, too.