[Again, it hurts. It hurts to see Asch, who usually has a straight back and a raised chin, who has the strength of a noble, who's always pushing him for being so down on himself... Acting like him, in a way. And Luke is the one who's here trying to push him into believing in himself, though obviously not the same way that his original would do it.

He shifts closer, their arms, the sides of their legs, their hips and shoulders, all touching. He leans over more, temples not quite touching, but close to it. Luke can't get this close to many people at all, and usually he wouldn't do this much with Asch. But... he's alive. He just came back from being dead for a week. The link is flaring again, and he no longer feels a crushing sense of despair and loneliness. They're together again.]

Guy isn't going to just sit there and be okay with the fact that all that hate's there for no reason. What he did... It didn't help him. Hating you isn't doing anything for him.

... But I think you two should talk. Hearing this from me probably isn't doing anything, huh...