[Their mouth twists, and there's a thousand words just waiting to be let loose about how they have had help, and how they don't want his friendship, and about why he shouldn't keep trusting them like some blind idiot who thinks everyone's good inside, and how if they don't want to be saved he should damn well let them spoil on the sidewalk, because nobody's more determined than they are, and they've made up their mind and they know their facts and--]
[--their eyes are full to the brim of tears, and the slightest motion might jostle them free. For a moment they can't even think except to sniff angrily. The injustice of it is all too clear.]
[Crap. The sniff shook them, and the tears spill. Chara swipes at their face while glaring, obviously struggling for an appropriate reaction.]
You don't get it. Humans don't fix themselves, and they never change!
[Now they want to cry more than they want to argue. Maybe Eggsy could help them try. Was he always so nice? Even if he's just faking, maybe at least they could learn to fake it better.]
no subject
[--their eyes are full to the brim of tears, and the slightest motion might jostle them free. For a moment they can't even think except to sniff angrily. The injustice of it is all too clear.]
[Crap. The sniff shook them, and the tears spill. Chara swipes at their face while glaring, obviously struggling for an appropriate reaction.]
You don't get it. Humans don't fix themselves, and they never change!
[Now they want to cry more than they want to argue. Maybe Eggsy could help them try. Was he always so nice? Even if he's just faking, maybe at least they could learn to fake it better.]