It's okay. A lot of people have done really awful things, you know? If they're really sorry, there's always going to be someone that will forgive them.
Now now... were you one of the ones she claimed for her little game? Why apologize for the things she caused you to do, especially to the broken husks they shove us into?
No, your body hurt the bodies of other people under the control of Ruana's games. There's quite a large difference, though I suppose expressing sympathy for their plight is ... fitting, if a touch nauseating in its own way.
[He's glad he checked the network today, even if the message he sees sends his heart straight to the pit of his stomach. He stares at the screen with a frown fixed on his face for far too long before he's able to type up a reply.]
Hopefully they will..and if they don't, you can always apologize to them later, when you find them. But..if they don't say that it's okay, you can always ask them why. I don't think anyone will do that though. It's terrible..but this isn't the first time that people have been twisted. I myself have been twisted around twice, and everyone accepted my apologies.
[John reads over the other responses before saying anything. He's wanted to meet his own country personification ever since the first time he spoke to France back in Johto. Though he's not really sure why he's a child. Do country people grow up too? He guesses he never really thought about it.]
[He can't really think of much to say that hasn't already been said, so he tries a somewhat different approach. Switching to anonymous, he decides to deliver his first "live" Hermes letter and types out the first joke that comes to his mind. Unfortunately, it's one that doesn't really should be spoken outloud instead of written out but hey, thought that counts right?]
This is probably going to sound a little weird and random but bear with me, ok? Why do seagulls fly over the sea?
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If you're sorry, I'm sure they'll forgive you.
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It takes her a few minutes to actually be able to respond to this.]
What happened wasn't your fault.
Are you alright?
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It'll never be your fault.
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You have to ask them for forgiveness. It's all you can do.
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Where are you, little one?
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are you mad? Imsrory
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No, it's impossible. He has to be apologizing for something else. He has to be.]
I'm not mad. Trust me. Big brother France just wants to help you, okay?
[He wants to type more, to reassure America and himself, but his fingers are shaking. He sends the message as-is.]
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but maybe they won't say it's ok
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It's just as everyone else has been saying - what happened wasn't your fault. You weren't yourself.
[Though she would like to punch the one who ripped off her leg...ah well. The monster's gone, and the person left behind? It isn't their fault.
(Though she does need to get a better cane and/or a peg leg at some point.)]
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ltos of people I don't even know who they are so I can't say sorry right to them
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did you say sorry after?
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[He can't really think of much to say that hasn't already been said, so he tries a somewhat different approach. Switching to anonymous, he decides to deliver his first "live" Hermes letter and types out the first joke that comes to his mind. Unfortunately, it's one that doesn't really should be spoken outloud instead of written out but hey, thought that counts right?]
This is probably going to sound a little weird and random but bear with me, ok?
Why do seagulls fly over the sea?
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