[There's something eerie in the easy familiarity of the motion - one eyesocket closing, arms spread wide in something exaggerated, carefree, utterly nonchalant. Is he...
Wouldn't know, would he? Wouldn't know that that's how he went outta the world, hitching his shoulders in a shrug just in time for a blade to carve him in two, the lights in his sockets dilating with the sheer shock of it. He can't know, can't really know, if the flower succeeded where the kid did. Wouldn't stand to reason, would it? The world would be gone.
He wouldn't know. He wouldn't've seen it.
...right?
Don't matter, one way or another. Your kids, he says, scornful, and some part of that stings, but most of him's too dulled to do much besides simply - acknowledge it for what it is. Didn't try hard enough.
Again.]
Yeah, okay.
[Why waste breath? And on that note, why waste threats at all?
Maybe he just ain't as smart as "Asriel" here gives him credit for.]
So how 'bout this? You keep away from those who're still left, and we won't have any more problems. Capiche?
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Wouldn't know, would he? Wouldn't know that that's how he went outta the world, hitching his shoulders in a shrug just in time for a blade to carve him in two, the lights in his sockets dilating with the sheer shock of it. He can't know, can't really know, if the flower succeeded where the kid did. Wouldn't stand to reason, would it? The world would be gone.
He wouldn't know. He wouldn't've seen it.
...right?
Don't matter, one way or another. Your kids, he says, scornful, and some part of that stings, but most of him's too dulled to do much besides simply - acknowledge it for what it is. Didn't try hard enough.
Again.]
Yeah, okay.
[Why waste breath? And on that note, why waste threats at all?
Maybe he just ain't as smart as "Asriel" here gives him credit for.]
So how 'bout this? You keep away from those who're still left, and we won't have any more problems. Capiche?