[Asch falls silent again, rubbing at his wrists as he ponders the implications of that. Not dying? Not yet, or not at all? Or is it something impossible to predict? The second option would clear up so many fears, but at the same time, he's not even sure if he could force himself to trust such a verdict. He's lived with the shadow of his own death over his shoulder for so long now.
Better to just wait it out, then. With an idle shrug, he retrieves his shirt, pulling it back on.]
One month, then. I'll avoid using hyperresonance when I can.
[Action]
Better to just wait it out, then. With an idle shrug, he retrieves his shirt, pulling it back on.]
One month, then. I'll avoid using hyperresonance when I can.