[Not bad, he says. Asch half-scoffs, and even without feeling those emotions and memories that Luke hadn't wanted to share with him, he can guess at what his replica is thinking. He'd been there, he remembers- and he knows Luke, too. He doesn't like that Luke is hiding things, admittedly, since that's his job, and with his sight gone, he can't just read expressions like he used to. You know, for those rare times that he actually cares how other people are feeling.
Now. Now would be a good time for that particular skill. Not that trying to will it back to him is going to do much good...
Quietly, instead of arguing the point, he closes his eyes - without even realizing it, simply a reflex - and stretches out his mind, extending the link, strengthening it. He's better at hiding his emotions and thoughts than Luke is, he's done this much longer, he knows what he's-
-doing-
-light, there's light and he can see it-
With a sudden, sharp intake of breath Asch pulls back, his eyes snapping open. He can see- he can see-
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Now. Now would be a good time for that particular skill. Not that trying to will it back to him is going to do much good...
Quietly, instead of arguing the point, he closes his eyes - without even realizing it, simply a reflex - and stretches out his mind, extending the link, strengthening it. He's better at hiding his emotions and thoughts than Luke is, he's done this much longer, he knows what he's-
-doing-
-light, there's light and he can see it-
With a sudden, sharp intake of breath Asch pulls back, his eyes snapping open. He can see- he can see-
...himself...]