[Asch doesn't really look at them when he stops, picking a tree at random and leaning back against it, his arms crossed. He's not about to go into detail about what a comforting place this is for him, about the people whom he'd met here, the ones he was pleasantly reminded of when he stood in this place. Ammy, Miyabi, Rapunzel. People (and a dog, but that's just this place) whom he could call friends.
He's here to see where Guy stands, ally or foe or something else, something in the middle. It seemed appropriate to test him here.
He glances over, giving Guy an expectant look.]
It's secluded enough. Now tell me what you have to say, and I'll listen.
hell if I know I am not a botanist or whatever
He's here to see where Guy stands, ally or foe or something else, something in the middle. It seemed appropriate to test him here.
He glances over, giving Guy an expectant look.]
It's secluded enough. Now tell me what you have to say, and I'll listen.
[Well, he'll try.]