[Voice]

[dissonates]

[It's been a few days since Asch and Luke were split, and someone's finally recovered enough to wake up. There's a lot on his mind, but the first and foremost issue he takes care of, upon finding his journal by the nightstand, is:]

...I need something to eat.

[After which he starts flipping through the journal to see what he's missed, since he'll be damned if he's going to fall out of bed and crawl to the kitchen for it.]

Comments

[silversnowfall]

...Asch, correct?

[dissonates]

Yeah.

[silversnowfall]

I'm glad to hear you're all right.

[dissonates]

You shouldn't concern yourself with me.

[silversnowfall]

Oh? Why not?

[dissonates]

...Because I'm fine. [idk Nephry why do people ever worry about others, the logic is lost on Mister Grumpy.]

[silversnowfall]

Yes, and it's a relief to know that. If you would prefer, I won't say anything else.

[dissonates]

I... [Come on, Asch, be nice. She's Luke's friend and she was helpful when they'd been joined, so...] ...I'm grateful.

[silversnowfall]

How many others arrived to help you? If I may ask.

[dissonates]

Guy's here, and Stella offered to bring food over. I don't need anything else.

[silversnowfall]

Oh...I meant the other day.

[dissonates]

Ah.

[How many did help? It was a fair amount, thinking back.] It was enough to do what was necessary. That's all that matters.

[silversnowfall]

Yes, I suppose you're right.

[gets the feeling Asch isn't one for small talk, so she'll leave it here unless he has more to say]