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[There's a series of slow, shuffling footsteps, then a sudden thud, and a curse. A long silence, then another thud, louder this time, as if something much larger had fallen. It's followed by a hushed curse.]

Sh... shit... I need...

......

[ooc: by some miracle Asch got away from Seraphiel, but he's in pretty bad shape and collapsed at the edge of the mountains. \o His rescue is pre-arranged but feel free to harrass him.]

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[Asch is quiet for a moment again.]

... I know. I-- ..... I miss her, too.

[Knowing what Guy's not saying, he adds.]

I can't go home yet. Maybe if I live, I...

You know... [Guy's aware he's cutting Asch off, but there's something...heavy about their conversation. As if there were things that needed to be said. Things that Asch should hear.

Things he should have been told.]

Asch, I...it's selfish and childish of me. [Guy pauses, and settles his hands in his lap instead, threading the fingers through one another.]

I always thought...even after your kidnapping, after everyone thought you'd lost your memories...even after we found out the truth. After we learned about everything, even after that...I thought... "He has no idea what it's like." I thought that about a lot of people, that they couldn't understand. But I guess nobody ever could, if I kept it to myself.

[Guy laughs a bit, the sound quiet and ashamed.] I was such a child. I still am, really...but I'd like to think I've had some time to grow up. For a while, I wanted to ask you to forgive me; a year after Eldrant fell, actually. I wanted to ask you to forgive me, and I wanted to see Luke again.

Now, though...I don't think that's what I need at all.

[This is a side of Guy that Asch has never seen. It surprises him once more, and he lifts his head a little, studying the other man with as much focus as he has the strength to muster. Something else is going on here, something he can't name. But Guy's words make him feel closer to him. Like there's a level of sympathy and care now that hadn't existed before.

Like they'd been strangers before, and were only now getting to know one another.]

...Do you know what you need, then?

[He's almost afraid of the answer, but he's anxious to know, too.]

[Guy's quiet for a good long while, but after a moment twists a bit to look at Asch, expression thoughtful. He reaches down; his fingertips brush Asch's cheek lightly before going back to his hair and he smiles.]

I think I'd just need to see you give your mother a hug, actually.

[Asch's brows lift a little, baffled by the touch, and the smile, and... well, everything. Guy's acting strangely, but at least it's in a nice way.]

Why? My relationship with my mother doesn't have anything to do with you.

[Just what was Guy talking about?]

You're right. I'm not involved in the least, and how you and your mother regard each other isn't any of my business.

But...I don't know. I just know that it would be nice to see. [Guy doesn't offer much more of an explanation than that, and instead decides to study Asch's face closely.]

....

[Asch feels the blood rushing to his face, and lifts a hand to cover his mouth, coughing lightly into it. A terrible attempt at concealing it, yes, but he can hardly admit to his blushing.]

W... we'll see, I guess. She'll probably hug me the second she sees me anyway.

[And with that, Guy's mood brightens considerably and he gives Asch a full smile, reaching down to run a hand through his hair a bit more playfully.]

That's the spirit!

[Asch smiles faintly, letting his hand fall back against the bed, eyes lidded, looking half-asleep.]

It would surprise everyone.

It would be a good surprise. [Guy's smile slowly fades as he watches Asch drift a little further from the conscious world. He strokes his hair again.]

...take a rest, Asch. I'll go find Luke, he'll want to see you; he's worried sick about you, too.

[Asch hesitates, blinking awake for a moment before his eyes slip shut again. He doesn't have the energy to open them again.]

... Okay. I'll rest until then.

[Guy just hums an affirmative sound, continuing to stroke Asch's hair until he falls asleep. Slowly removing his hand, as to not wake him, Guy sits on the edge of the bed and watches Asch for a moment before lifting his eyes to look at Asch's ghost, silent in the corner with his arms folded as he leans against the wall.]

...he's going, isn't he?

[Asch's ghost closes his eyes and shrugs his shoulders.]

He has been for some time now. It's nothing new.

[Guy isn't sure what to make of that...but he does know it makes him feel worse.]

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