Chara's like my little sister. I guess she is kind of my little sister, even if she doesn't have fur or horns or hooves like me. But I love her like family, because Mom loves her, and Dad loves her even though she's not a monster.
She stays in the Ruins a lot, so I get to visit her pretty much every day. And she doesn't like the other monsters, even Dad. She's never told me why, so I don't ask.
There are a lot of things I've learned not to ask her.
I remember that Mom got very upset when I told Chara about these questions I had. She told me that Chara had a reason, and if she was ready to talk about her past, she would do so. I was being very selfish, forcing her to tell me stuff she wasn't ready to talk about. Didn't I understand?
I said yes. I never breached the subject after that more for Mom's sake than Chara's. Maybe I was selfish. Maybe I still am.
Chara never really seems to mind me, anyhow. She teaches me a lot about the world outside. She's like a storyteller; the way her eyes light up, the way her voice changes to suit the mood of whatever scene she's setting.
Someday I want to learn how she does it. Maybe I'll ask her today.