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Relax. I won't kill them unless I have to, if it's not what you want.

[They should have authority in this matter, when he actually has time for a briefing.]

Are you alone now?

Kind of. I'm with Chara

We haven't really talked much about what happened but I think they feel better being able to see me

Why?

Because if you were alone and didn't want to be, you wouldn't have to.

[That is...a very roundabout way to say "I'm here if you need to talk," isn't it? That is what it is, isn't it?]

You're much nicer than you think you are

did you want to talk?

That's a low bar to set.

[Even if he thinks he's mostly right about it, at least he can recognise that his opinion of anything that would make him a good person is biased.]

It's more me asking if you want to.

[Maybe they should arrange for him and Chara to meet. This is starting to feel like familiar territory.]

I think so, maybe. I'm not sure.

I don't really know what to think about what happened

What did happen?

Other than your mirror cruising for a bruising.

[Call it like he sees it.]

We fought. They won. I don't like to FIGHT. We knew how it was going to end before it did.

I'm used to sort of being the one to die for other people. I think they wanted me to be guilty over other people dying for me for once.

[That...wow. Their mirror had been really horrifically transparent, now that they think about it. Not that it makes it any easier to bear.]

That's a very self-destructive and roundabout plan to make you feel bad. It's almost impressive.

[Also unnecessary, it really doesn't seem to take much to make them feel guilty.]

Good you didn't die this time.

[He almost wrote 'I'm glad'. Almost.]

I'm very determined. so are they. they like to hurt other people. Guess they just wanted to do it in as many ways as possible.

Anyway I don't think they expected so many people to show up

Thank you for that.

I can't speak for anyone else, kid, but you should have expected me to show up.

[He's not saying that they didn't, he's just pointing it out. There was no way he wouldn't have reacted to that.]

How hurt are you now?

Not so bad anymore. Shepard gave me this stuff that I think was from the future? It fixed my hands.

[Not to say they don't still have bumps and bruises. Scratches. Scars that aren't just skin deep.]

Still, thanks. You didn't have to

Think I did.

[Not that he'd ever specified killing their mirror in the promises - threats? - he had made to them before, but he's fairly certain it falls within that bracket.]

You have a lot of people caring about you.

I guess I do, ha ha. Not sure if my mirror planned that one out.

[No one has to die, they'd told Arya. It still holds true. They don't think - they can't think that their Mirror, terrifying as they are, is somehow beyond redemption, undeserving of the same chances they give everyone else.]

Maybe your mirror knows you. Doesn't seem to know as much about how other people think about you.

Which adds up. Think you forget too.

I guess. I made this mistake back home too.

[And it's your fault, that insidious voice hisses in the back of your mind. Because you MADE them love you! If you didn't make all these great friends, you wouldn't be in so much pain all the time, would you? You wouldn't have to feel anything at all!

Wouldn't that be nice? Wouldn't that be easier?

They don't need to answer the question, really. They already know the answer.]

You can't keep people from making their own choices. We all chose to take care of you.

Tell me when you're hurt. Tell me when you need someone else to hurt.

Take care, kid.

No one else needs to hurt.

[On this point, they are adamant. Their Mirror has not earned their forgiveness, perhaps, but they do not need to be hurt. This is axiom.]

But thank you.

You too.

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