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[Asch is in the kitchen yet again, this time holding a bag of ice up to his cheek and eye, face blank as he does so]

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[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Really?

[fononfailure]

Yep. That's why me and Asch want to protect you and make sure you can be happy.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...I didn't know I was sweet.

[fononfailure]

Yes, you are. Very much so.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...What makes me sweet?

[fononfailure]

Being so considerate, how innocent you are. Things like that.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...What does innocent mean like that?

[fononfailure]

You don't have many, if any, ill intentions. Even when people hurt you, you don't want them to experience the same.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

Oh...

I guess I am that, then.

[fononfailure]

That's right. Not many people are like that. It's something to be proud of.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

Really?

[fononfailure]

Really. I hope you can stay that way as you grow up.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...I don't want to ever hurt anyone.

[fononfailure]

*hugs him again.* Then I'm sure you'll be able to avoid doing so.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...I hope so...

[fononfailure]

I know so.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Can you see the future?

[fononfailure]

*laughs.* No, nothing like that. But I do know what kind of things can be acomplished if you're determined enough.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Oh.

[fononfailure]

*gives him another kiss on the head.*

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[squirms, looking away]

[fononfailure]

*leans back to look at him.* Did you not want me to do that?

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...It's okay, I guess...

[fononfailure]

I won't if it bothers you.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

It's really okay...