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[Having been here for more than a month is starting to take a toll on Asch. Normally he has no problem staying calm and collected, provided that no one actually touches him or gets too close. But going this long without any real direction or anything to keep him grounded has proven difficult, and tonight is no exception. By this point he has gotten used to his dreams; although they aren't usually happy ones, he has no trouble distancing himself from the memories they so cruelly show off. Tonight, though, he has had an incredibly difficult time with it.

Which explains why, despite the fact that it's the middle of the night, he can be seen quietly leaving

fononfailure and

scionofhispower's house, to go on a walk. He is very obviously distracted, yet at the same time he's very jumpy. As he's currently looking for some sort of distraction, he has no issues with talking to just about anyone who can keep him occupied.]

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I meant in the replica's group. Both of us are capable of thinking, but we don't travel with you most of the time.

And I'm not trying to flatter you; it's just the truth.

Hm...

[He crossed his legs, smiling slowly.] Luke is more intelligent than he lets on, though ignorance plays a crucial factor in his behaviors...

As for you, well... I'm sure it's just the royal Kimlascan blood in you. [And he doesn't say for what, sneaky bastard.]

...He needs to stop just doing what other people say. He's better than that.

And what's that supposed to mean?

Hm, so you do care, after all...

... Oh, nothing. Just the royal "air" around you.

Why wouldn't I...? He's an idiot, but he still can do better.

...I have no idea what you're talking about.

Ah, just the Asch from my world... He seemed to genuinely despise Luke. But...

Anyone hardly ever does. It's nothing new to me.

I understand you most of the time... Guy does too, I think.

[He just chuckles and pulls a few berries--blueberries--from the small pouch at his waist to snack on.] Guy... I haven't seen hide nor hair of him. I assume he's here...

... Care for a bite? You can sit down, you know.

...I've seen one since I've arrived, although he's nothing like the one I know.

I'm not sure I trust food from you. [He goes to sit near him, though.]

... Mm. I probably wouldn't be like the Jade you know, either...

Oh, they're just plain blueberries. It's not like I added anything too terribly nasty to them. [He doesn't mind this Asch so much, especially since he's being rather civil and almost friendly. Almost.]

...You seem like him. Acting friendly and casual but not letting anyone know what's actually on your mind. [He reaches out to take a blueberry after a moment.]

[At this, he's a bit surprised.]

... Really... [He glanced away from the other, trying not to smile. To himself:] ... This place really is incredible...

[He gives him a few of the blueberries. He has plenty, after all.]

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Unless you think that description is wrong. It seems pretty accurate for all the Jades I've met, though, including the one on my version of Auldrant.

I'm sure it is. Well, except for the part about "acting." I am friendly and casual.

[Mm, just a few more blueberries... These were fresh, too.]

...Right. You're also old and frail, though, if I believe everything you say.

[And he coughs, though it seems faked.] Right you are... Ah, my sciatica's acting up again... [He holds his hip as if in pain.]

...You'd better not expect me to believe that.

Would you be so kind as to carry me back to the inn...? I don't think I can walk in my condition...

I doubt I could, even if I wanted to. You're heavy.

Oh, not so heavy that it would be a problem for you, surely.

... But if you insist. [He stands up quite easily. This coming from the man who can push and pull crates with one hand...]

Heavy enough that I don't want to try.

...Are you going back?

[He glanced down to the other before turning around, smile creeping up on his face.] ... Do you not want me to go...?

...I don't want to be alone. [He looks away, fidgeting with his hands.]

[... It appeared a Luke was still a Luke. He moved to sit back next to him.]

Is there anything on your mind that you would like to talk about...? [He was in an oddly good mood to be consoling Asch.]

...Most of the things I need to talk about aren't anything I want others to hear. None of them are good.