You're not dead. [Asch's voice is calm, even partially dismissive, showing no response, good or bad, to Luke's words.] That's not what dying is like.
[He doesn't move his hand; he'd brushed Luke's hair before, when they'd been fake brothers, when they'd been comfortable with one another like this. It wasn't like that anymore. He wasn't going to move.
He won't push Luke away, though. Not yet. He doesn't have to do anything but sit here, right? So he'll tolerate it for now. Just for now.]
[Action]
[He doesn't move his hand; he'd brushed Luke's hair before, when they'd been fake brothers, when they'd been comfortable with one another like this. It wasn't like that anymore. He wasn't going to move.
He won't push Luke away, though. Not yet. He doesn't have to do anything but sit here, right? So he'll tolerate it for now. Just for now.]