[He nods, even though Asch can't see it. Having Asch finish his sentence or have the same dream as him is no longer surprising.]
The next thing I knew, the sword was in my hand and - and I... I was just trying to get him away, I didn't... I f-felt something when I did that, and when I looked up, he...
He fell down. There was so much blood, on my hand and the sword and on the floor and I didn't - [Luke cuts himself off, his hands squeezed together while his head remains low. He'd killed that man. It felt as vivid as if it actually happened yesterday, even though it... couldn't have happened. And Asch knows that blood and anything that has to do with death makes Luke feel queasy. Seeing all of that, even in a dream...]
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The next thing I knew, the sword was in my hand and - and I... I was just trying to get him away, I didn't... I f-felt something when I did that, and when I looked up, he...
He fell down. There was so much blood, on my hand and the sword and on the floor and I didn't - [Luke cuts himself off, his hands squeezed together while his head remains low. He'd killed that man. It felt as vivid as if it actually happened yesterday, even though it... couldn't have happened. And Asch knows that blood and anything that has to do with death makes Luke feel queasy. Seeing all of that, even in a dream...]