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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]

...But you can't promise that...

[scionofhispower]

Maybe... but I can promise to do everything I possibly can to make sure you're safe and happy.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Really?

[scionofhispower]

Really. [reaches up to brush Asch's hair back] You will always have a place with me and Luke, Asch; no matter what happens, no matter what you do, you'll always be able to come to us.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Okay...

[scionofhispower]

[brushes his hair back again]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[snuggles close, crying starting to slow]

[scionofhispower]

[rubs his back] Feeling a little better?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Yeah...

...I just don't think I want a big brother...

[scionofhispower]

[pats his head lightly] What if I help you get used to each other?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...I guess that's okay...

[scionofhispower]

But, for now...

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Yeah?

[scionofhispower]

[just winks, pulling back to cut a big piece of cake for him]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...I don't understand. [watches him cut the cake]

[scionofhispower]

[holds out the plate for him]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[takes it and takes a big bite]

[scionofhispower]

How is it?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...It's good.

[scionofhispower]

Good. [ruffles his hair]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...You should try some too.

[scionofhispower]

Hm... alright. [cuts himself a muuuuuuuuuch smaller piece so he can have some, too]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...That's too small.

[scionofhispower]

I don't really like to have too much.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

Why?