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[After a few days of Deep Thought following this little encounter, Asch has finally resolved himself to go back home. He's packed his things, cleaned up, done a few repairs to make the apartment somewhat presentable after he tore it to bits during the Halloween ordeal, though he's sure it'll end up fixing itself anyway. Finally, sometime in the morning, he heads out and makes his way to House 5.

Depending on where the occupants are, he'll be looking for Guy, Luke, and Natalia- starting with their rooms, one by one, and then moving on to the rest of the house and outside if necessary. He's been thinking a lot - probably too much for his own good - and he's tired, but more than that, he's tired of just running away.]

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I will certainly do my best.

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There's something else.

[It's a relief to have her support in this, certainly. But that's probably the easy part. The rest... he's not so sure if she'll like it, especially considering their situation.]

I've always told you to forget about the past, to move on and stop talking about it. I don't want that anymore.

[It's necessary. It's necessary, he just needs to keep telling himself that.]

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[forkimlasca.livejournal.com]

May I ask why the sudden change of heart?

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[he's reluctant to go into detail about it, but she deserves an answer. Especially with how vehemently he's denied it all this time.]

...Because I used to want to be a king- I used to think it was my destiny. I need to find that sense of self again, that... that strength. I need to remember what it meant to be Luke fon Fabre.

[Because it's still who he is, even if he can't reclaim the name anymore- even if Eldrant was the only time he could ever call himself that again. Without the name, all he can do is try and take back the feeling it used to convey, the pride he always held close to his heart.]

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I am glad to hear you say that.

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[Good... good. He nods slowly, lips pursing, his shoulders hunching ever so slightly in relief. As long as she's on board with him on this, he might be able to make it.]

...Thanks.

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You're welcome.

You are not alone. Just remember that.

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[He's not; he knows that, even if he doesn't always- ...okay, he very rarely acknowledges it. He has so many people here, people he didn't have in Auldrant, those he trusts or are getting to know, those who have wanted to support him but he'd never allowed it... even if he doesn't understand why, he's not alone.

He doesn't respond, but after a moment he slides a hand up to lightly press it over hers. He has all of them; he has her.

It's okay.]