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[shivers, rubbing his very very cold and exposed stomach, muttering] Ugh, it's way too cold to be wearing this. I doubt the coat would've have been much help if I had it.

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Didn't say a thing.

...[sighs] You sure everything's all right?

...how come you're the only Asch that likes me?

...

The only Asch?

All the others I've met call me things like 'replica' or 'dreck'. You're the only one that's nice to me.

...

I'm not sure myself. You sort of just grew on me.

..thanks, I guess.

...hm. [moves pass him, ruffling his hair as he does so] Ch...Cheer up, okay? I hate seeing you down.

...! *blinks and watches him go by, then latches on to Asch's shirt suddenly.* Ah..! W-wait a minute!

[stops, glancing back at him] ...?

Here. *digs through a couple of pockets, grumbling to himself before producing something shiny on a chain.* ...I found it.

...! [slowly takes it from him, staring at it] ... [smiles, squeezing it in his hands] Thank you.

..don't mention it. *gives a small smile, heading towards his room.*

...

Hey.

...yeah?

...I'm heading to the kitchen to make some hot chocolate. Do you want some?

..sounds good. *hurries back to him, grinning in earnest this time.*

[grins, such a kid Luke is. He starts heading towards the kitchen]

*that he is. but his mood has improved by leaps and bounds.*

[aww that's good. Though Asch probably wouldn't want a overhyperactive Luke very much either lol] Do you want marshmallows too?

Yeah! *then it's good that Luke is more happy than energized at the moment. he isn't about to tell Asch, but he stayed out all night looking in the water for the cross.*

[pfft he'll probably figure it out. Finding the kitchen he gets to work on making the hot chocolate]

*more than likely. and Luke will help by getting a couple of mugs out for them both.*

[he'll get all the ingredients together and after a while, two sets of mugs were filled with delicious hot chocolate, a marshmellow or two in each.]

*grins, taking his and sort of clacks the mug to Asch's in a kind of toast, taking a sip.* Tastes great.