[He lets out a blast of magic, a last, desperate act of resistance. The effort knocks another gasp out of him; it's all he has. He can barely keep himself upright. He won't survive another attack.
But maybe he bought enough time to reach through, though it takes him yet another moment to find his voice again.]
Do you... do you remember when you helped me realize my memories were wrong? That the intermediaries had altered them?
[His voice falters even now. He still hasn't managed to convince himself it's completely true.
But seeing Chara like this makes his heart break. There's no telling what the intermediaries did to them to make them act like this. Is there even anything left?
He has to believe there is. That's all that's keeping him going, now.]
Please. Whatever they showed you, it's a lie. I can prove it.
[He has no idea how, but they'll think of something.]
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But maybe he bought enough time to reach through, though it takes him yet another moment to find his voice again.]
Do you... do you remember when you helped me realize my memories were wrong? That the intermediaries had altered them?
[His voice falters even now. He still hasn't managed to convince himself it's completely true.
But seeing Chara like this makes his heart break. There's no telling what the intermediaries did to them to make them act like this. Is there even anything left?
He has to believe there is. That's all that's keeping him going, now.]
Please. Whatever they showed you, it's a lie. I can prove it.
[He has no idea how, but they'll think of something.]