[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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[prismshards]

[ If you're still willing, Luke will be happy to snatch said lamp up in both hands, holding it like some kind of prize. ]

Touchtouchtouchtouch~

[ Go get your apron, Asch. We'll wait. ]

[dissonates]

[...This is ridiculous. Asch just glares at him, not moving.]

You're acting like a child. Stop that!

[prismshards]

[ Yes, yes it is. This is the most fun Luke's had in his post-dead life. He gives it a light toss, catching it. ]

Well according to you, I am a child. ...Afraid I'll drop it?

[dissonates]

[That teasing bastard.]

I'm not afraid, but of course you'll drop it.

[prismshards]

[ You know you love it, Asch. ]

Oooor maybe it's Guy you're scared of. He can be pretty intimidating.

[dissonates]

[MOST DEFINITELY DO NOT.]

Why the hell would I be scared of Guy?