[... Asch, you're the incarnation of evil. Luke just glanced to his sword, admiring the handiwork on it as he ate. Huh... They even used different swords. Luke was better with a short sword or scimitar, but Asch had a broadsword. He blinked at Asch when he spoke, offering a half-smile that wasn't at all genuine.]
[Luke didn't mind the silence as they ate, though he was feeling rather self-conscious about his table manners after he observed Asch's. He really was a noble, wasn't he? He belonged back at the manor... but it didn't matter much, did it? He pushed around the vegetables on his plate, only eating his meal half-heartedly. It was so easy to see he was upset over something, seeing as how he wore his heart on his sleeve.]
.///. B-Be gentle...
[Luke didn't mind the silence as they ate, though he was feeling rather self-conscious about his table manners after he observed Asch's. He really was a noble, wasn't he? He belonged back at the manor... but it didn't matter much, did it? He pushed around the vegetables on his plate, only eating his meal half-heartedly. It was so easy to see he was upset over something, seeing as how he wore his heart on his sleeve.]