dissonates | [Locked to Guy]

[Guy snorts, but leans against him in response.]

I am. Out of all the people here, you'd probably get it.

[He winds an arm around Guy's shoulders, tugging him a bit closer.]

I've had enough lectures about my own idiocy. Stupid Fabre genes. Maybe they're contagious.

Maybe. [Guy doesn't provide much more insight than that, though. He reeeeeally hates talking about what troubles him.]

[Asch shakes his head slightly, bumping his head against Guy's.] It's okay for you to want something. To fight for it.

[Guy has to work his way through that before he can manage to respond.] ...after Hod fell...Pere took me inland. We went to Saint Binah; he posed at my grandfather. It wasn't safe to go to the Capital until things calmed down.

[Asch knows better than to ask why he's sharing; he learned that last time. Instead, he sits quietly and listens.]

He had to find a job; it wasn't that hard, but Pere was suffering his own losses, and trying to find places for us to stay until he could earn enough to get us somewhere secure. I was mostly left to my own devices. Even after that...he called me Guy, but I was Master Gailardia. And I'd never been horribly familiar with him before then. A few years after that, I was employed at the manor.

...roundabout explanation of why I just...don't like talking about myself. I guess.

...No one who's had a difficult life wants to talk about it. When you think that nobody will understand, there's no point in explaining yourself.

...I don't want you to go. But I...don't want to cause any more trouble than I already have.

And just what kind of trouble do you think you've caused?

With Natalia.

You didn't cause any problems with Natalia. She and I had issues long before I ever chose to be with you.

Pretty sure they didn't consist of you being with someone else. Much less one of her friends.

That's just a complication. I could've just as easily been with someone else. [Which isn't entirely true, but it's still a possibility.]

Yeah, but you aren't. You're with me. That makes me the complication.

No, you're my lover. [Matter-of-fact, shooting Guy a steady look. There's no room for argument in his expression.]

[Fff well okay. If you're gonna be like that. A little red now.] I got it, I got it.

Good. [Asch sighs faintly, a little relieved.] We'll figure something out.

Yeah. [Guy's a little embarrassed about his earlier tantrum, though, and keeps his answers short and sweet. He needs a drink; seems like he was more bothered by this than he thought.]

[Asch shakes his head, pushing away from Guy and standing up, offering out a hand to tug Guy up as well.] Come on, let's go back inside.

[Guy looks up at him, but manages a small -sincere- smile, waving him off.] I think I need a little time to myself. I'll come down in a bit.

[Asch hesitates, looking like he wants to protest... but he gets the feeling he's said enough. Finally he nods, lowering his hand and turning away, starting for the edge again.] I'll talk to you later, then.

Mm. [Guy sounds like he's going to keep quiet, but pipes up before Asch completely disappears past the edge of the roof.]

Thank you.

[Asch's lips quirk into a faint smile at that, and he makes a vague sound of agreement before he heads back down.]

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