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[save_theworld]

[They have a third option, of course.

They don't tell her that. It probably falls fairly close to number one, and not number two. The right option- own up to your shit.

Own up to your shit. A deep breath, and they turn away from the river. Give her their full attention. Just don't...think about it, anymore. It doesn't matter, if people keep lying to them. It doesn't matter, what Sans said.

They did the wrong thing first. Own up to your shit.]

How do I do that?

[circumitus]

Honestly? I don't really know. Doubt that there is any one answer to that.

[She sighs, shoulders slumped. That probably isn't the response Frisk wants to hear.]

Forgiveness isn't something you can expect to just happen -- from others, or yourself. If it happens ever at all...

I do know that everyone will disappear someday, and there's no point in rushing ahead.

After all, dying is pretty easy, when you think about it.

Dying is easy. Living is hard. We're all made to suffer. [Rey scoffs despite herself.] Somehow, those words kept me going when things get hard.

[Dying is easy, living is hard, and you are born to suffer. You are born to suffer. You are born to suffer.]

[save_theworld]

[Dying is easy. Don't rush to disappear, when those memories will linger. Forgiveness isn't something you can just expect to happen- not when your absence is simply a facade. Absence for the sake of not dealing with those issues.

She doesn't know, and that's okay. They have...something better than death, something they don't have to do alone, and until then, they can keep trying.

No one has to know. It's their secret- Chara's too. No one has to know.]

...I guess so.

[A sigh. The frown is still prominent, but at least there's a certain amount of thoughtfulness, to offset it. They trace the railing with their fingers, just to feel the texture.]

What do I do if people keep lying to me, though?

[circumitus]

[That question hits a little closer to home than Rey would care to admit. The way her brother would flinch or react whenever she was near him, would move to touch him, is still very real in her mind. Reminding her that he doesn't trust her not to harm herself again, in addition to the derisions derived from her actions that others have served to her.

[And it's her fault. She has no one but herself to blame for this -- for any of this.]

Trust isn't something you can just hope for. You have to earn that.

Maybe it'll never happen. Maybe they'll always keep lying to you to avoid hurting you or being hurt themselves.

But if you really want things to change, you should prove to them that you're someone worth trusting. Just don't go in expecting a specific result, or you might end up sorely disappointed.

[save_theworld]

[Her advice is- probably sound. Maybe. The difficulty is simply that they're a kid, and whilst there's questions (always questions, about each and every little thing. Why certain things happen. Why others don't. Why things always hurt so, so much) Frisk doesn't have the confidence to utter them.

They nod, as if they understand completely, and the little questions get buried, along with the answer they already know for themself. If the specific result you're expecting is to be disappointed, does it even count as disappointment anymore?

You know they're lying, but that's your fault, isn't it?]

Okay.