[Asch popped open the pill bottle with some difficulty - his hands weren't in great shape yet either - then downed two of them, taking the glass to wash them down. At least the replica couldn't screw that up. Now the only issue was his attitude.]
... Luke. Eyes forward already.
[If that didn't get his attention, Asch didn't know what would.]
[Action]
... Luke. Eyes forward already.
[If that didn't get his attention, Asch didn't know what would.]