[He sighs, but for once, it doesn't sound exasperated. It just sounds tired.]
I made myself forget everything, Chara. Not just you.
[But he alights on a question, now that they're on the topic. Something he'd never brought up with them directly, because by the time they'd sorted themself out he'd made a mess all over again. But there's no point in evading it now.
He wants to word it differently, because he's trying this thing--he really is!--of not constantly blaming himself for things other people insist aren't his fault. But it's a struggle now and it will only continue to be, and it comes out wrong.]
no subject
I made myself forget everything, Chara. Not just you.
[But he alights on a question, now that they're on the topic. Something he'd never brought up with them directly, because by the time they'd sorted themself out he'd made a mess all over again. But there's no point in evading it now.
He wants to word it differently, because he's trying this thing--he really is!--of not constantly blaming himself for things other people insist aren't his fault. But it's a struggle now and it will only continue to be, and it comes out wrong.]
I'm sorry for leaving you behind.