[Maybe a little. He shrinks a little in response, shoulders stiffening. Asch doesn't even need to say anything: Luke understands that look. The words are harsh enough... no, not harsh, but blunt, and it makes Luke stare.]
How can you be so casual about it? They could've easily just decided not to bring you back, and then what? [Obviously this is something that's been weighing Luke down, if his expression is anything to go by; there's a worried twist in his lips, and his knuckles are white against his coat.] I know it's one of the risks. I know that you could disappear, and so could I, and who knows if we'd ever see our friends again.
Maybe dying isn't a big deal to you, but your life isn't just your own. There's Natalia and the others, and all the friends you've made here. They don't want anything to happen to you, so you can't just shrug it off like it's nothing!
[What an outburst. Rather mild for Luke, but still, he's kind of upset. Finally he just gives up, looking down at the doorstep.] I just... I don't want my last memory of you to be...
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How can you be so casual about it? They could've easily just decided not to bring you back, and then what? [Obviously this is something that's been weighing Luke down, if his expression is anything to go by; there's a worried twist in his lips, and his knuckles are white against his coat.] I know it's one of the risks. I know that you could disappear, and so could I, and who knows if we'd ever see our friends again.
Maybe dying isn't a big deal to you, but your life isn't just your own. There's Natalia and the others, and all the friends you've made here. They don't want anything to happen to you, so you can't just shrug it off like it's nothing!
[What an outburst. Rather mild for Luke, but still, he's kind of upset. Finally he just gives up, looking down at the doorstep.] I just... I don't want my last memory of you to be...