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Natalia's gone back.

[And he's... not sure how he even feels about that, especially since it's the second time now. He's not the sort to broadcast his feelings on the matter anyway, so he'll leave it at that.]

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If you've prepared everything you need, it's about time we meet.

[Asch won't be around the house much today; he'll probably be home late. His main haunts today will be the Battle Dome, the library, (maybe a quick bite to eat in the plaza |D) and finally Good Spirits to ~~sulk~~ read a book in a tucked-away corner of the bar. ...Though the amount of reading may decrease depending on what he's drinking over the course of the evening...

Oddly enough, Star the cheagle will be tagging along with him over the course of the day.]

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[Asch doesn't even look up, flipping the page. The book he's perusing is surprisingly thick for someone like him. Star is curled up on Asch's tabard, which is neatly folded and resting on the table.]

So you're telling me you'd knowingly serve a minor?

If I knew that minor was actually of age, yes I would.

[Guy folds his arms, but he doesn't sit.] It's not like you to come to a bar for the company. Especially with a book.

[Asch pauses, fingering the edge of the next page slightly, then lifts his head.]

I didn't come looking for company. I needed a place where I could sit and have a drink. ...Like an adult. [The last bit is added as he narrows his eyes slightly, sitting up a little. It's not his fault he's short, dammit.]

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[Don't laugh Guy, do not laugh.]

Fair enough. I'll leave you to your drink then, sir. Let me know if I can get you anything else.

[Back over to the bar since there is work to be done.]

[The hours pass relatively quietly after that; after a few drinks, Asch just sticks to tea for the rest of the evening, complaining irritably if the bar gets particularly noisy but otherwise keeping to himself in his little corner. He makes it pretty far into the book, jotting down the occasional note in a journal or sketching out something that seems significant, and Star sleeps through most of it, so he has a surprisingly pleasant night.

He just isn't leaving. :|]

[Guy notices this but doesn't bother Asch over it, and eventually after the last patron has been sent on his way and the bar is empty save for the two, he heads over to Asch's booth.]

Sir? We're closing for the night.

[Asch doesn't move for a couple seconds, seemingly finishing a paragraph, then tucks a bookmark between the pages and shuts both the text and the journal he'd been writing in.]

I'm done here anyway. [Jacket on, he puts his books away and lifts Star off the table, tabard and all. Dead asleep, the cheagle barely even stirs, yawning and curling under his 'blanket'.]

[Guy takes a moment to wipe down the table after Asch gets up before tossing the rag into the back.]

Then I guess we can head home together.

Mm. [Asch straightens up, careful not to jostle his cargo too much - if only to keep him from interrupting them - and heads for the door, waiting for Guy to follow.]

That's convenient enough.

That it is. Extremely convenient.

[Guy finishes up what minor tasks he has left before heading to the door and holding it open for Asch, then locking up.]

Were you waiting for me?

[Asch shifts in slight discomfort, unsure of whether or not he likes that Guy figured it out that easily. Then again, he always does.]

You seemed like you wanted to talk.

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...so you waited here for me?

[Guy feels warm and fuzzy.]

You know, you could have just waited until I came home. You didn't have to stick around here all night.

[A small shrug.]

Maybe I like being served by you.

You can have that whenever you like.

[Mostly.]

...now I'm not sure where I wanted to begin.

[You'll end up making him nervous at this rate.]

...Is it about Natalia?

In a sense.

[In that it's only vaguely related to her.]

I think I just wanted to talk.

...Okay? [Less nervous, then, and more confused. It's about Natalia, but maybe it isn't? With her involved, he can't expect this to just be a casual conversation. So... now what?

Should he start? He's not exactly stellar at this... augh, what does Guy want him to do?]

[Oh Asch, you're hopeless.]

How are you doing?

[Yeah, maybe he is. At least he doesn't bother lying; Guy would just pry the truth out of him anyway.]

I'm alright. It's mostly the frustration of knowing it might happen again.

[If Natalia comes back - with no memories, to boot - the thought of having to explain their situation once more just pisses him off. He's tired of it.]

Yeah, there's that.

[Guy rubs the back of his neck.]

At least we know she's going back to a safe world.

If we're lucky, she won't remember what she went through here. [Though it's not like many people do. ...Still, it's worth hoping for.]

...you'd rather she think of you as dead?

...At least that way she won't wonder what's happening to me- or any of us. It's better if I'm dead and out of her mind.

[Guy doesn't seem very pleased at that, but he doesn't push it. Instead he tilts his head back to stare up at the stars and hopes nothing springs up in their path for him to trip over.]

I know I already told you this, but I want to reiterate; I'm not going back.

[Asch is quiet for a moment at that, glancing sidelong at Guy before he looks away.]

Don't you mean, you're not going back unless you can take us with you?

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