[Wirt was expecting this to turn into more of a fight, to continue bickering via text, so when the next one from Dipper comes in...it's a punch to the gut.
It's several minutes before Wirt replies. He spends a long time staring at the text in horror, one hand over his mouth. Suddenly he's glad they aren't having this conversation in person, but he immediately feels guilty for that thought. This isn't the kind of text you get from someone who's okay, and he should be there or something, but he also feels so responsible. Mabel didn't die because of Dipper. They both died because of Wirt's event.
That won't help, but he doesn't know what else to say or do.]
Oh my god. I'm so sorry.
[It's both normal condolences and an admission of his own guilt, but it doesn't feel like enough. But what else can he say? Is there anything else he can say? He realizes that that's the answer though, and reaches out in a way he usually deliberately avoids.]
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It's several minutes before Wirt replies. He spends a long time staring at the text in horror, one hand over his mouth. Suddenly he's glad they aren't having this conversation in person, but he immediately feels guilty for that thought. This isn't the kind of text you get from someone who's okay, and he should be there or something, but he also feels so responsible. Mabel didn't die because of Dipper. They both died because of Wirt's event.
That won't help, but he doesn't know what else to say or do.]
Oh my god. I'm so sorry.
[It's both normal condolences and an admission of his own guilt, but it doesn't feel like enough. But what else can he say? Is there anything else he can say? He realizes that that's the answer though, and reaches out in a way he usually deliberately avoids.]
I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do?