[That makes Luke just want to walk out of there and leave Asch alone. The cold dismissal, rather than the usual snapping remark...
But instead, he sits at the other end of the table, head ducked slightly while glancing up at Asch. The food he made was chicken soup with white rice mixed in, and a few more pieces of chicken. Perhaps it's just slightly too salty, but otherwise, it's rather good. It's hard to screw up chicken soup, after all.]
I'm not just some replica... [He may be a replica, but... He's more than that. He knows it.
But the argument is quiet, as if he doesn't want this to turn into another fight. Instead, he'd rather watch to see what he thinks of the meal... and if he has anything to say about the sketches.]
[Action] /SMOULDER
But instead, he sits at the other end of the table, head ducked slightly while glancing up at Asch. The food he made was chicken soup with white rice mixed in, and a few more pieces of chicken. Perhaps it's just slightly too salty, but otherwise, it's rather good. It's hard to screw up chicken soup, after all.]
I'm not just some replica... [He may be a replica, but... He's more than that. He knows it.
But the argument is quiet, as if he doesn't want this to turn into another fight. Instead, he'd rather watch to see what he thinks of the meal... and if he has anything to say about the sketches.]