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[Luke is an intelligent retard, really. which is precisely why he is a mound of human blankets in the room designated as his, the only signs of aforementioned bundle containing a person being an exposed foot and a tuft of red hair.

the door is open, feel free to come harass him.]

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... [aww, he feels a little bad for waking you, shifting awkwardly]

[burrows back into his blankets after a second]

...[watching you doze off, makes him remember how tired he's been as he gets up]

[reaches out and gropes around for his hand]

[well he'll find it all right. This in turn, causes Asch to turn and get a better look at you] ...

...

...

[he just had to repeat that. The idiocy in it was incredible]

[smiles for a moment before burying himself back into his blankets, coughing for a while]

...[looms over the lump and pulls on the blankets so he can glare at you]

[pointedly doesn't look at him]

[still not looking at him, and he doesn't say anything, either.]

...tch. [drops the blankets back over you. He'll give you a smack on the head later once you're feeling better.]

[if you're paying attention, you might catch a muffled 'sorry' from under the shifting pile of blankets]

...

[sits up and frowns at him for a while, then burrows back to the side and dozes]

...[closes his eyes] [his voice sounded faint in Luke's thoughts. Despite Natalia being here...there was still something not right about Asch]

[which causes Luke to roll onto his side and open his eyes, frowning blearily at his original]

...

[quietly makes his way to the door]

[sits up, glaring slightly and shifting to get off the bed]

And I rather not discuss it right now. Is there a problem with that?

[gives him a sort of witheringly distraught look]

...

[sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose muttering something quietly to himself that sounded like "I think Uncle and father are getting to me..."]