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[There's a brief shuffle, and a strained gasp, before a voice speaks up. Someone's back from a little excursion with John. He doesn't have the energy to lock it.]

...Guy?

Some... help.

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But where could I have gone? They were my only family.

Anywhere could've been better, if you were being treated that badly.

... then I really would've been alone.

So you'd rather be abused than alone?

Why do I have to choose? Why can't I just have a normal life like everyone else?

[...Emil, for god's sake.]

This is just in theory, okay? It's not like anyone's forcing you to pick.

Then... I'd rather be alone.

Good. [At least he's not a total chickenshit |D] When you're alone, you can always find more allies. People who risk their well being for company are just pathetic.

It doesn't bother you if you're alone?

No. [Maybe.] Even if it did- like I said, allies aren't that difficult to find when you have a common goal.

But allies aren't the same thing as friends... being allies just means you're working together. You don't have to actually like each other at all.

Even allies are better than what you had. And they can become more later. [Emil you're too goddamned specific.]

So... does that mean you're my ally?

[He's not sure if he'd use the word "friend" with Asch given how easily Asch seems to get annoyed with him.]

[.....Well. There goes any notion that they might be friends.]

We sure as hell aren't enemies.

[HE LIKES YOU, ASCH. :( He's just not sure how you feel about him, especially given how snappy you've been lately.]

No, I didn't mean we... n-never mind.

[Sigh. Maybe he has been a bit short lately-- ...alright, practically always. You'd think Emil would be used to it by now.]

Just forget it. You're close enough to the idea, anyway.

[BUT WHAT ABOUT THAT SLUMBER PARTYYYYYY... oddly appropriate to mention given that icon you just used.]

... thanks, Asch. I hope I can be your ally too, or maybe... maybe even your friend.

[HE THOUGHT YOU WERE UNTIL YOU SAID THAT, EMIL, HE'S JUST FAIL AT ACTING LIKE IT.]

...Maybe. [You're behind in points again.]

[... oh, right, the cherries and the chocolate. He picks up the bag from the bedside table and holds it out to him.]

Um, I got you some milk chocolate and dark chocolate because you didn't say which kind you wanted. I hope that's okay.

[Asch blinks at that; he'd completely forgotten about them. Taking the bag, he pulls out the dark chocolate one and pops one in his mouth. .....Yeah, that's the shit. As an afterthought he offers the box out to Emil. You can have one. One. 8|]

[He'll look at Asch for a moment to be absolutely sure it's okay before taking a single chocolate from the box.]

Thank you.

[Nom nom... hey, these are pretty good.]

Are you feeling any better now?

I'm alright. I've just been tired since I got back.

[Ignore the fact that he suddenly starts to glow, since he is. Either that or he's focused on the delicious chocolate cherry goodness.]

[It's a good thing that Emil just swallowed the chocolate he was eating, because otherwise he would've choked on it.]

U-um, Asch...?

What? You want another one? [Greedy kid >:| Here, have the bo- ...oh, his arm's glowing. That explains things.] ...Dammit.

Should I go get Guy?

[He's worried, because... well, the last time he saw anything like this was with the whole Lusch incident.]

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