[Asch's response is an inelegant snort, uncrossing his arms and pushing away from his tree to pace a little. He can't just sit still, and this conversation is really making him want to punch something already. Or someone. Better to get some of that pent-up energy out.]

I'm not an idiot, despite what you might believe. We have a common enemy here. Several, in fact. Whether we like each other or not is irrelevant- we're allies now. Would you let an ally die right in front of you?