"You are quieter than usual tonight.” The lady commented. Glass looked up from the patch of snow he had been staring at absentmindedly. He guessed he had been. Glass had told some half hearted puns and laughed along with her when she told her own, but he just wasn’t feeling it tonight. “Heh sorry guess I’m just off my A-game.” He heard her shift on the other side like she was leaning closer to the door. “Is there something troubling you my friend?” “Nothing important. My brother and I are having sort of a spit.” Despite his light words, Glass’s soul felt like lead in his chest. He hated fighting with Gen. he hated it even more when he wasn’t even sure what he had done wrong to get him mad at him in the first place. “Well that sounds important to me. Do you want to tell me about it?” “Nah you wouldn’t want to hear about that. We both came here to have a few laughs didn’t we?” “Yes, but it is hard to laugh when something troubles you so.” “I don’t know if there's much to tell.” It wasn’t like he could tell her a kid from another universe and and killed everyone then reset so that almost no one remembered it. She would either not believe him, or tell someone; that would lead to a can of worms he did not want to be opened. Like how he remembered and what the multiverse was… Yeah. “My brother’s friends with someone I don’t think he should be around.” He said at last. “Long story short they did some messed up shit and my brother just forgave them like it was nothing.” “And you didn’t?” “I can’t just forget.” “And I’m not saying you should. “Perhaps he has his reasons for trusting them. I do not know much about your brother, but from what you’ve said about him he sounds like a very kind, forgiving soul.” “He is, he’s the best bro ever. I love him for being the way he is, but sooner or later someone’s going to take advantage of those things.” “But he has you does he not? As long as you and his friends are by his side then no one should be able to use him.” Glass snorted through his nasal cavity. “If only he’d let me.” The lady on the door was quite for. Glass almost though he had drove her away and hadn’t heard her leave. Finally she spoke again. “Do you trust him?” Glassdidn’t hesitate. “More than anybody.” “Then should you not trust him to be capable of making his own decisions?” She continued on before he could say anything. “I do not think you should forgive this friend if you do not find them trustworthy, but you should not keep him from seeing them. “Trying to change his mind has only pushed him further away and I don’t think either of you want that. Let him know how much you love him and that you’re there to support him with whatever he decides to do. That way if this friend betrays his trust, you’ll be there for him. “Sounds great, but I think he’s still angry with me though.” That was the only part of this whole thing that bothered Glass. He couldn’t care less about Frisk, not after what they’ve done and what they’re capable of doing again, or what they thought of him now, but he couldn’t stand knowing Gen was disappointed in him. “Then apologize.” She said simply. “He doesn’t want me to apologize to him, he wants me to apologize to his friend.” “Then I would do it. It sounds like you and this person have much to discuss. Even if you do not forgive them, you should at least come to terms with them. Talk and find out why they did what they did.” “I guess.” He did know how he could ever look at Frisk and not see them covered in the dust of the innocent. “Hey thanks for the advice lady, you gave me plenty food for though.” “It was my pleasure. Orange you glad you told me?” “Heh, yeah actually.” Glass smiled. “Not sure if Im up for telling puns yet, but uh… could we just sit here for a while?” “Certainly.” She surprised him with her response. He hadn’t expected her to agree; with it being this late at night surely she wanted to go to bed right? Think with that in mind Glass hadn’t expected the lady to stay long, but she did. She was mostly quiet, but occasionally she would comment on random little things which he would make s comment to in return before sinking back into silence. Sometimes she would ask him a question about his souroundings, or his brother, or other things he’s already told her a little about and he’d answer her. It was nice. No rushed interaction; not like telling puns through a door was heavy conversation in the firstplace, but this was nice. Heh. He wished he knocked on this door and met her sooner. ________ @justanotherpasafrisk you wanted me to tag you when it was done so here it is ^^ (This takes place about a week after Pasa and my thread which ended 3ish months ago?? So yeah this is a bit late but here y'all go)
