[It's when Guy finally sits down that Asch finally lets go of some of his anger, and what's left is mostly confused surprise. Maybe even uncertainty. After a long moment he turns back and slumps against the tree again, arms dropping to his sides. He's not ready to sit and get all chummy with Guy, sure. But... he can stay for a while. Hear him out.
That really wasn't the response to his outburst that he'd expected.]
...Made up your mind... how?
[He doesn't need promises. Guy's made them before - not this Guy, but Guy nonetheless - and in the end they'd only hurt him. He doesn't want that again. But... maybe a clearer idea of what Guy wants, what his end goal is... even just a hint would be enough. A start.
A start of what?
God, he has no idea. He's too paranoid and sick of disappointment to theorize about it. But Guy's here now, seeking him out, when he'd wanted Asch as far away as possible, before. That has to mean something. For good or ill, he'll see this through for a while.]
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That really wasn't the response to his outburst that he'd expected.]
...Made up your mind... how?
[He doesn't need promises. Guy's made them before - not this Guy, but Guy nonetheless - and in the end they'd only hurt him. He doesn't want that again. But... maybe a clearer idea of what Guy wants, what his end goal is... even just a hint would be enough. A start.
A start of what?
God, he has no idea. He's too paranoid and sick of disappointment to theorize about it. But Guy's here now, seeking him out, when he'd wanted Asch as far away as possible, before. That has to mean something. For good or ill, he'll see this through for a while.]