[Asch nods absently, releasing Luke's wrist and glaring at his hand briefly - though whether it's a slight against his nerves or Luke himself, it's hard to say - before rubbing his eyes and sitting up.]
You stink, replica. Go take a shower.
[It's more than that- covered in blood, and wet like that, he's probably as miserable as he can get. Treating Luke like everything's normal is the only way he can think to deal with it.]
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You stink, replica. Go take a shower.
[It's more than that- covered in blood, and wet like that, he's probably as miserable as he can get. Treating Luke like everything's normal is the only way he can think to deal with it.]