Signless looks back at him. His expression is hollow, listless.
"I wish I were still dead. I wish I'd never come back at all."
So much is hitting him all at once, the more he has time to think about it. He's everything he tried so hard not to be. He could have just lived his life happily with his mother in the desert, living hard but living, and been happy with the knowledge that one day his descendent would repair the damage he'd caused because that was the whole point of scratching in the first place. He could have not involved himself. He could not have involved others who didn't even fully understand what they were working against like he did, all because of his own guilt just because he didn't like the world he'd created. In trying so hard not to be Kankri he became exactly like him and then he tried to be him in a world that wasn't made for trolls like him at all because that was the whole point.
"I wish I'd died in the caverns as a grub, it would have solved so many problems."
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"I wish I were still dead. I wish I'd never come back at all."
So much is hitting him all at once, the more he has time to think about it. He's everything he tried so hard not to be. He could have just lived his life happily with his mother in the desert, living hard but living, and been happy with the knowledge that one day his descendent would repair the damage he'd caused because that was the whole point of scratching in the first place. He could have not involved himself. He could not have involved others who didn't even fully understand what they were working against like he did, all because of his own guilt just because he didn't like the world he'd created. In trying so hard not to be Kankri he became exactly like him and then he tried to be him in a world that wasn't made for trolls like him at all because that was the whole point.
"I wish I'd died in the caverns as a grub, it would have solved so many problems."