[This seems to be going well. Frisk is calmer, and almost seems like they might be happy; Ginko's also taken note of the ongoing hand-holding, which is very interesting. If it wasn't clear from Frisk's earlier reaction to him, Chibi's ability to put up with the contact makes it blatantly obvious. It seems his younger self has made a friend, which he personally thinks is terrific.
But that train of thought, as well as his faint smile, are completely derailed by Chibi's quiet question.]
...I... well, yeah.
[It wasn't hard to remember what it was like when he'd been that age. It wasn't the kind of thing he spent a lot of time thinking about, but it wasn't anything that was easy to forget, either. Still, he's not sure what Chibi is thinking, here. Good, bad...? The kid doesn't look very happy, but he's not really surprised about that.
He fingers the bangs hanging over his missing eye, uncomfortable all of the sudden.]
I... it was... well. When I became a mushi-shi, I guess... I decided that I wanted to help whoever I could. It... wasn't a perfect life, but it's the one I ended up with.
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But that train of thought, as well as his faint smile, are completely derailed by Chibi's quiet question.]
...I... well, yeah.
[It wasn't hard to remember what it was like when he'd been that age. It wasn't the kind of thing he spent a lot of time thinking about, but it wasn't anything that was easy to forget, either. Still, he's not sure what Chibi is thinking, here. Good, bad...? The kid doesn't look very happy, but he's not really surprised about that.
He fingers the bangs hanging over his missing eye, uncomfortable all of the sudden.]
I... it was... well. When I became a mushi-shi, I guess... I decided that I wanted to help whoever I could. It... wasn't a perfect life, but it's the one I ended up with.