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[Private - 50% unhackable]

Tear's here now as well. With more of the replica's group showing up, among other people from Auldrant, I can't help but worry about--

...no, they wouldn't bring her here.

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About time the weather improved. Guy, Luke- when there's less mud on the ground, I need some exercise.

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....Are you going to tell me what I did wrong?

Usually if you want to know something, you go to the person when they suggest that they'd rather not talk about it publicly. When you said, "you know where to find me," it was more me seeking you out.

I'm fine with sharing anything you want to know, Asch, but not enough to go out of my way. So in this kind of situation, it would be up to you to make the effort.

[Fail, Asch. Faaaaail.]

I'm never going to get this right.

Well luckily I'm fully aware of your hopelessness. So you at least don't have to worry about it with me.

You deserve better, you know.

Oh knock it off.

Edited 2009-03-17 05:25 (UTC)

Yeah, yeah, I know.

[Action]

[Coming to see you, bb.]

[O hay, 'sup. Just chillin' on the bed, flipping through the journal.]

[Bed invasion! Though a cautious one, Asch isn't exactly the type to run and jump or anything.]

Am I interrupting?

Nope. [Scoots over.]

[Settles in, sitting shoulder to shoulder with him.]

...Sorry about earlier.

[Guy lets his head roll a bit to the side, resting on Asch's shoulder.] Don't apologize for that.

[That reassures Asch quite a bit, even though he already knew Guy wasn't mad.] Why not? I screwed up and said something insensitive, and you had to correct me. You can't let me do that just because you understand it.

No, but I can let you do that because you didn't understand it. At least, not until I pointed it out.

You're too hard on yourself.

I have to be, or I'll never learn anything. You know how stubborn I am.

Then don't beat yourself up after the fact. That doesn't do anybody any good.

...I'm not beating myself up about it. I just wanted to apologize.

And you did. So forget about it.

Alright, I will.

[Topic change, topic change, argh, fail social skills...]

...Still want to talk about St. Binah?

Sure. What did you want to know?

I don't know... anything, really. I'm curious. We're together like this, but I hardly know anything about you.

Does that bother you? [Guy lifted his head to look at Asch properly.] I don't know a lot about you either, y'know.

[Fidget. He gets a bit nervous under scrutiny.] A little. I want to know you better.

Hm. [Guy settles back down to lay on the bed again, setting the journal aside to slip his arms beneath his head.]

...well, Hod fell on my fifth birthday; Pere got me out and took me to St. Binah, where we stayed for a few years. I asked him why he never took me to the capital, and he said it was because he was afraid that I'd be used as a cash cow. I'd have to be taken in by a lesser noble family, and whoever got me would have my family's fortune until I came of age, so he thought it best to keep things quiet until I was a little older.

But you didn't claim your title until after the Absorption Gate. ...When did you choose to go to Baticul?