[The blanket was accepted, but remained more in RED's hands than his lap for several seconds, the expression on his face an odd mixture of weariness and outright depression. Too tired to mask it, he pushed his hand over his face, his glasses riding up to his forehead as he took a deep, unsteady breath.
It wasn't the blanket so much as everything associated with it that bothered him: Chibi had given him that blanket at the party. The dog had been his only companion in Paradise for some time, the only one he felt he could fully trust with anything. He could no longer turn to his parents, no longer had to consider their well-being. While he often touted he liked his solitude, to lose everything and be truly alone was a terrible, deep-seated fear within him, one he could neither deny nor combat with any weapon.
Having Chibi around reminded him of better times, of Norman, of when he'd had someone loyally looking out for him and watching his back. They were days long-gone, but his affinity for dogs drew it out of him again, pushing him to trust the canines more than any people. People were backstabbers. Murderers. Most wouldn't know loyalty or obedience if it hit them in the face. None of them were capable of such faithfulness, not even himself.
And apparently, not Chibi either. Perhaps with his greater understanding came worse. RED couldn't sort it out in his mind fully- all he knew was that he felt betrayed in the worst way.]
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It wasn't the blanket so much as everything associated with it that bothered him: Chibi had given him that blanket at the party. The dog had been his only companion in Paradise for some time, the only one he felt he could fully trust with anything. He could no longer turn to his parents, no longer had to consider their well-being. While he often touted he liked his solitude, to lose everything and be truly alone was a terrible, deep-seated fear within him, one he could neither deny nor combat with any weapon.
Having Chibi around reminded him of better times, of Norman, of when he'd had someone loyally looking out for him and watching his back. They were days long-gone, but his affinity for dogs drew it out of him again, pushing him to trust the canines more than any people. People were backstabbers. Murderers. Most wouldn't know loyalty or obedience if it hit them in the face. None of them were capable of such faithfulness, not even himself.
And apparently, not Chibi either. Perhaps with his greater understanding came worse. RED couldn't sort it out in his mind fully- all he knew was that he felt betrayed in the worst way.]