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[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[Asch has a thing for kitchens is, yet again, hanging out in the kitchen, a glass of milk in front of him as he fights to keep himself awake. he's having a bit of trouble, though, and is resting his head on his arms and almost dozing off...]

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[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

I thought if I ate something I wouldn't be as tired.

[nylonspica.livejournal.com]

You won't recover from just eating. [She looks at the glass of milk.] What exactly did you have to eat?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Nothing yet. I was too tired.

[nylonspica.livejournal.com]

...

[She lets out a sigh.] Then what was... What do you want to eat, kid.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Um...

A sandwich?

[nylonspica.livejournal.com]

Fine. Give me a second and I'll make you one. [She has a look around and begins to hunt for ingredients.]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Thanks...

[nylonspica.livejournal.com]

...yeah sure. [Making sandwich, making sandwich...]

[And done. Its a very simple looking thing, but it doesn't taste bad. And she presents it to Asch.] Here you go.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

[takes it and starts eating]

[nylonspica.livejournal.com]

[She makes a sandwich for herself and sits on the counter to eat it.] ...by the way do you know what this place is?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

The whole place, you mean?

[nylonspica.livejournal.com]

Yes. This whole place. I realize this isn't Auldrant... I need to find a way back.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

I don't think anybody really knows what it is. But there's no way back that anyone knows of...

[nylonspica.livejournal.com]

No way back. There must be a way. Is anyone looking for a way out of here?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

I don't know... Most of us like it better here.

[nylonspica.livejournal.com]

It's not a matter of liking or not. I have... There is something I must finish there.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

Then you can try to go back.

[nylonspica.livejournal.com]

I shall do that...

Are you feeling better. I can help you find a place to rest.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Can you bring me home?

[nylonspica.livejournal.com]

Sure, kid. [She kneels down close to him.] Just tell me where to go. [She extends an arms out to him.]

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

It's that way... [points the right way, then comes closer to her so she can help him there]

[nylonspica.livejournal.com]

[She scoops him up.] Okay. [She begins heading in the direction he pointed.] Is there someone there waiting for you?

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

I don't know... They might not be home right now.

[nylonspica.livejournal.com]

If they're not there. I'll stay with you until someone arrives.

[unspokengrief.livejournal.com]

...Really?