[It's a long, quiet moment that passes between them, but Asch finally speaks up. He doesn't let go, or push Luke awake, or scold him or get angry. Even though a part of him wants to. A part of him wants to rage at him or hate him or yell. Because Luke's the one who did this. Luke's the one who brought Guy to their home, knowing what he knows, knowing their history, knowing what it would do to him. He did this. Asch should hate him for driving him out like this.
But he doesn't. He can't. Maybe he's not capable of that sort of hate anymore.
...no... that's not it, either.
He just doesn't hate Luke.
It's... a refreshing realization, so much that Asch makes a faint, choking noise in his throat that might almost pass for a chuckle. Pathetic, that it took this long, that it took this mess they've created for themselves here. To admit such a little thing. To let go of a hatred he's clung to for so many years. To feel that tension, that anger, drain out of him, like an old infection finally being purged. To feel it there and just... let it go.
And laugh, quietly, chokingly, because it hurts to do even that. And to speak, breaking the silence at last.]
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But he doesn't. He can't. Maybe he's not capable of that sort of hate anymore.
...no... that's not it, either.
He just doesn't hate Luke.
It's... a refreshing realization, so much that Asch makes a faint, choking noise in his throat that might almost pass for a chuckle. Pathetic, that it took this long, that it took this mess they've created for themselves here. To admit such a little thing. To let go of a hatred he's clung to for so many years. To feel that tension, that anger, drain out of him, like an old infection finally being purged. To feel it there and just... let it go.
And laugh, quietly, chokingly, because it hurts to do even that. And to speak, breaking the silence at last.]
This doesn't change anything.