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you definition too broad by standard the most to use
there to be more qualifiers
because everyone to think about normal different
i normal not your normal not to be normal for anyone else
there to be more qualifiers
because everyone to think about normal different
i normal not your normal not to be normal for anyone else
You really mustn't do anything. No one wants you to do anything, Ecks, do you hear me? Dr. House would have ordered you to, if he knew. He surely would have.
majority to be idiots
you no to want to be normal
you no to want to be normal
[Cannot. And stressed, that way, too. Maybe she does understand. Maybe she does understand? Kesara's throat and ribs ache from holding her breath. This is what she meant to do, isn't it? To give Ecks an order? Has she done it? Has she fixed it?]
I'm sorry for what happened. I'm terribly sorry. But you must leave it now. You should wait for us instead in the tunnel. We'll come and look after you.
I'm sorry for what happened. I'm terribly sorry. But you must leave it now. You should wait for us instead in the tunnel. We'll come and look after you.
Greetings, Ecks.
I've been hesitant to write this. We've only spoken a few times, so I did not want to burden you with my problems. I know you are a busy young woman.
I have a simple request to make of you. If something happens to me, illness or anomaly, could you please keep an eye on Frisk? Calling them or making puzzles, something you know you can do to help. My last death shook them and I want to be sure they have company if it ever happens again.
Thank you for your time.
- Toriel
I've been hesitant to write this. We've only spoken a few times, so I did not want to burden you with my problems. I know you are a busy young woman.
I have a simple request to make of you. If something happens to me, illness or anomaly, could you please keep an eye on Frisk? Calling them or making puzzles, something you know you can do to help. My last death shook them and I want to be sure they have company if it ever happens again.
Thank you for your time.
- Toriel
[Kesara's heart is pounding in her throat. She's short on breath. She has to do this, though, she has to. Don't get angry, don't be afraid, don't stop thinking...
Nightmares are just nightmares. You wake up.]
Do you still want to kill me?
Nightmares are just nightmares. You wake up.]
Do you still want to kill me?
[She doesn't know how to deal with that flat voice. She never knows, and it keeps haunting her, about Ecks. It's part of what makes the nightmare. She can't see inside, she can't understand.]
Do you really mean that? Or are you only saying that? Do you mean anything you say or are you only using words you've heard?
Do you really mean that? Or are you only saying that? Do you mean anything you say or are you only using words you've heard?
[Look after her. Does she need looking after?
Must leave it. She has her orders. She doesn't know what else she might do, much as it aches and makes her sick, and so for the moment, not knowing yet just how close by Duster is, she grudgingly acquiesces.]
acknowledged.
i will wait.
Must leave it. She has her orders. She doesn't know what else she might do, much as it aches and makes her sick, and so for the moment, not knowing yet just how close by Duster is, she grudgingly acquiesces.]
acknowledged.
i will wait.
[Finally, finally, it feels like a layer of ice has broken. It feels like she's hearing Ecks for the first time. Kesara almost reels with the force of the change.]
Now you sound like a person!
Now you sound like a person!
[In some small way, Ecks feels proud of herself. She can't enjoy what she might otherwise take as a compliment, though, not when it means Kesara thinks she does not sound like a person normally. This is why she did not want people to hear her voice at all. Not when she can only imitate and guess at what a person is supposed to sound like, not when she knows that imitation will be recognized for what it is. Non-people imitate, too.
Abruptly, she changes over to text.]
i have always been a person
Abruptly, she changes over to text.]
i have always been a person
[The switch back frustrates her beyond words, but only for a moment. She understands much better now. The switch is itself the tone.]
Ecks... are you afraid of me?
Ecks... are you afraid of me?
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