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[scionofhispower]

[Asch will just be over here, sitting in an armchair writing into a notebook. Every so often, he pauses and seems to look off to a corner of the room without seeing anything before going back to writing. Oddly enough, Mieu is with him, and he - amazingly - doesn't seem to mind the fact that the little guy's staying at his side. This might be due to the fact that he's preoccupied with other thoughts, though.]

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[fononfailure]

... *slides away from the edge of the chair and back to him, hugging Mieu.*

[scionofhispower]

[just writing]

[fononfailure]

*rests her chin on his shoulder, not looking at his notebook.* What're you writing?

[scionofhispower]

...

[fononfailure]

*waits quietly, petting the cheagle.*

[scionofhispower]

Determining if it's recurring.

[fononfailure]

Recurring? What is?

[scionofhispower]

...

[fononfailure]

...? *tilts her head and glances down at the notebook.*

[scionofhispower]

Do you mind?

[fononfailure]

But.. I'm sorry.

[scionofhispower]

And? [She probably wouldn't want to read it, anyway, since he's trying to determine if he's going to lose everything again.]

[fononfailure]

*sets Mieu aside so she can wrap her arms around him, nosing his shirt.* ...I'm just worried about you.

[scionofhispower]

[doesn't even seem to notice as Mieu makes his way to his other side to sit on his leg] ...

[fononfailure]

Asch... *pulls herself close enough to give him a kiss.*

[scionofhispower]

[pulls back]

[fononfailure]

... *slowly gets up to move over to another chair and curl up on it, facing away from him.*

[scionofhispower]

[just writing away]

[fononfailure]

*mental poke.* ....I'm sorry, Asch.

[scionofhispower]

...

[fononfailure]

..is there something I can do for you?

[scionofhispower]

... [shakes his head slightly]

[fononfailure]

Can we talk about what's bothering you?

[scionofhispower]

...

[fononfailure]

Please...