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[dissonates]

... I haven't seen any ghosts.

I guess everyone's still alive, then.

Guy, where the hell are you hiding? I know you're still in the house. Running away isn't going to help you or anyone else, you know.

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Eldrant. [-Guy supplies abruptly, attention still focused elsewhere and sounding a bit far away, even as he answers.

The Asch ghost looks at him, but when Guy doesn't continue he huffs and delivers a more complete answer, detailing the event.]

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[Asch rolls his eyes. Guy was being irritatingly huffy about all of this, considering he'd encouraged looking for a way to avoid it.]

So if I don't fall in that stupid trap, I won't die in the ambush. ... But the replica might.

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Not if we tell him what to expect. [Guy finally snaps his attention away from whatever he'd been staring at -a conversation between Mary and Van, not that Asch was aware- and addresses Asch directly.]

He's from around the time of the destruction of the miasma, so if we explain to him what happens, you both'll be saved.

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[Asch sits up a bit further in bed, crossing his arms over his chest.]

But that would still leave my body's contamination. That one isn't so easily cured.

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We might be able to find a cure for that, with the extra time. Or we could find a cure here, or-

[Guy pauses, trailing off as he stares at -seemingly- nothing before starting over, returning his attention to Asch.]

Or...something. Something could happen.

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'Something could happen'? That's unusually naive of you.

[Asch looks suspicious.]

What is it, Guy?

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[And this is the point where Guy offers Asch a smile that isn't quite fake, but not totally there, either.]

If I don't tell you, then this situation remains blissfully uncomplicated. Let's leave it at that.

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[dissonates]

...Uncomplicated, huh.

[The suspicion remains, but for once he decides to let Guy win a round. The fake smiles, he can't tolerate. This... this was different.]

...Alright. I'll trust you on this.

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Thanks. [Now that is genuine, and Asch also gets a small, warm smile.]

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[Asch blinks at the smile, a faint blush crossing his cheeks, and he looks away.]

It's nothing.