Gilbert remembers it all now. He remembers Jack's face, tears on his cheeks as he'd sliced through the boy's back with his blade. He remembers Glen's - his master's - voice calling out for him to stay away. He remembers the fear in his heart as he'd darted out from his hiding spot to stand between then and beg them to stop. He'd only wanted everyone to be safe; there was no way to understand what had been happening at the time. Jack had been a good friend, a safe person who made Gilbert forget his troubles with a single smile.
They'd all been deceived.
So then Oswald would return with a new name, new title, and minus a head. If this world was kind it would return it to him in a different way than it had given Knave. After another gust of wind toys with his empty sleeve, Gilbert steps forward, wraps his arm around Kevin's shoulders (for comfort, but also for balance) and pushes him forward.
"Let's get inside. You'll catch a cold in this weather."
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Gilbert remembers it all now. He remembers Jack's face, tears on his cheeks as he'd sliced through the boy's back with his blade. He remembers Glen's - his master's - voice calling out for him to stay away. He remembers the fear in his heart as he'd darted out from his hiding spot to stand between then and beg them to stop. He'd only wanted everyone to be safe; there was no way to understand what had been happening at the time. Jack had been a good friend, a safe person who made Gilbert forget his troubles with a single smile.
They'd all been deceived.
So then Oswald would return with a new name, new title, and minus a head. If this world was kind it would return it to him in a different way than it had given Knave. After another gust of wind toys with his empty sleeve, Gilbert steps forward, wraps his arm around Kevin's shoulders (for comfort, but also for balance) and pushes him forward.
"Let's get inside. You'll catch a cold in this weather."