Luke fon Fabre; Appointments

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[Action, January 15th] 1/2

[dissonates]

[Asch is trying, trying so hard not to shake or let his emotions show; more than anything else, he fears what might happen if he reveals himself. But his hand is already half-lifting, almost against his will, stretching out towards the necklace in Luke's hand before he can force himself to stop. He can't... he can't rely on this. He can't. He'd allowed himself to rely on Guy's presence in Luceti, to lean on that ever-present pillar of strength and stability. He'd let himself need it, just as he had done after his replication, when Van was all he'd had left. Needing others... it created that weakness, that lack of self and a dangerously blind faith.

He can't. He can't.

"And you- you accomplish nothing by removing yourself from everyone. You run because it's easier, because you know how to be alone and even if you hate it, it's what you can do. You hide yourself away because it's comfortable, even if it hurts. But you also know what it's like to support people and be supported, and I know you. If you remove yourself from that you'll wither away."

He knows it. He knows. And Guy had known it, too, somehow. That same way he'd always known the things Asch hadn't wanted him to.

He's hurting. He's withering. And this offer of Luke's is breaking something he'd been building up for almost a year now- since Guy went back. Maybe since before then.

Since everything went wrong between them. Since a part of him-

...since a part of him withered.]