[Accidental Voice]

[dissonates]

[There's two voices- one is obviously Asch, and the other is too muffled to hear.]

-ing out to investigate. I told Natalia to stay inside; you should do the same.

[A pause.]

...I am not sick. I already rested enough.

[Pause.]

I'm not a kid, so stop acting like my mother.

[...]

Wh- you are not "as good as she is", shut up!

[Pause.]

Goddammit, Guy.

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[dissonates]

Why the hell would it matter? We were separated practically as soon as the replication was finished. You didn't miss anything.

[prismshards]

It just does, okay? It's like having never had the chance to meet a parent until years later. N-not that you're like my father! Ugh! That'd be too weird!

[dissonates]

...There really is something defective about your head.

[prismshards]

I can't begin to imagine where I get it from.

[dissonates]

Just what are you implying!?

[prismshards]

Who's the defective one if I have to spell it out for you!

[dissonates]

You're the one trying to say we have some kind of familial connection.

[prismshards]

We are kinda like brothers as opposed to complete strangers, y'know!

[dissonates]

We're not brothers. Don't even say that!

[prismshards]

[ You make this too easy, Asch. ]

Brother~♥ Lemme give you a great big hug!

[dissonates]

[The sad thing is he hasn't even figured out it's not "his" Luke yet.]

Shut up! Get away from me!

[prismshards]

[ Ahaha~ Who's the mentally deficient one now? ]

You don't have to be shy! I promise to go slowly until you get used to it!

[dissonates]

[One replica's as good (or bad) as any other, really.]

You bastard, I'll kill you! This isn't funny!

[prismshards]

[ That would be true when they all like him just the same. ]

If you find a way to kill the dead, Asch, I think Jade might congratulate you. Wouldja hold still for a minute, sheesh!

[dissonates]

[Damn you replicas, being all cute and unconditionally loving on your bitter originals.

That does make him think twice, though.]

Dead? You can't be dead.

[prismshards]

[ You're like black coffee, Asch. All you need is a little spoonful of creamer to help lighten that heavy attitude of yours. ]

Sure I can. Even replicas can die. We're not immortal.

[dissonates]

[...That sounds so awesomely wrong.]

I know they can die, I'm not an idiot. But you can't be dead. You freed Lorelei and then you came here.

[prismshards]

[ ...thus coffee was forever tainted. Keep drinking it straight up, Asch. ]

Eh? But I am-- or was. Sure, I freed Lorelei and all. But by the time I caught you, my body had already begun to...

[dissonates]

[He doesn't drink coffee. D|]

...I thought we'd already talked about this. What are you so worried about?

[prismshards]

[ Well then maybe that's part of the problem! Or are you just a tea person? You adorably elegant noble you. ]

I'm not worried about anything other than you. You can be so reckless sometimes.

[dissonates]

[I'll have my tea piping hot with sugar and a slice of lemon.]

We're not talking about me.

[prismshards]

[ Ah, sourpuss style. Should have known. Try it with honey sometime. It's delicious. ]

Aren't we? You're the one who had been having trouble for a lot longer than I did.

[dissonates]

[It symbolizes the bitter taste of the remnants of my lonely, broken soul.]

You have no idea what you're talking about!

[prismshards]

[ No worries! Your replica is the super glue and duct tape of your heart! He can be messy and tacky and a little hard to handle, but he'll never let you down. ]

Then try telling me for a change! I can't, and wouldn't, go prying into your head just so I can understand you!

[dissonates]

[And once he gets attached you'll never get him off. Cuuuuurses.]

It's none of your business! [...Hold the phone.] What do you mean, "can't"? [Something's not right.]