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[Asch's brows lift a little at that, barely visible in a sea of crimson fonons; the feeling of curiosity and sudden intrigue is more obvious.]

...What, and have two different Guys existing at the same time? I wonder if it's possible.

[It's tempting, to say the least. To be able to save the world, yet still have the one who meant the most to him right there... could things actually work out for the better, or was that being too hopeful?]

Technically...it shouldn't be. Unless it would do the same thing as the human replication theory, with the same isofons and everything. I don't know. [Guy shrugs.] I'd be willing to try.

[Asch is quiet for a moment, thinking it over carefully. Tempting, but there are definitely risks.]

If it didn't work, there'd probably be no way to get back or fix things.

[On the other hand...] ...But if it did, we'd have everything we wanted.

We'll figure it out when the time comes. [Guy doesn't want to get their hopes up but...well. A little hope never hurt anybody, right? Realism was overrated anyhow.]

Heh, yeah, that works. There's no sense in worrying too much when there's no way to get back yet.

[The conversation's gotten awfully serious, so to make up for it Asch cuddles up a little closer, attempting to press incorporeal lips against Guy's cheek. They need some happy music.]

[There's a brush against his cheek like a concentrated breeze, and Guy smiles and relaxes back against the underside of the bridge, letting out a deep exhale to watch his breath puff in the air before them.]

[Asch watches the river for a while, his fonic soul content to remain there as long as they could, but after a moment he speaks up again.]

I should probably come home soon... I can't keep hiding here forever.

[Guy has very mixed feelings about this, so he's going to go with the safe and neutral answer.] If you want to.

[Asch doesn't miss the vague answer, since he's done it often enough himself.]

...What do you think I should do?

I can't really give you advice on this one, Asch. [It's the truth, at least; he's not sure himself.]

I was afraid you'd say that. [He sighs faintly, frustrated.] I don't like my head getting screwed with, but I don't want to wake up naked in the snow somewhere when this is over. I'd never live it down.

That and you'd probably get sick. [Guy scratches the back of his head.] ...you should come home, then.

[Asch shifts a little, looking uncomfortable.] You don't sound happy about it.

I'm a little worried.

About what?

...I'm a little jealous.

...Jealous? [He hadn't expected that one.]

Well, of course I am! I know it's not your fault, and I know it's not Luke's fault, so it's not like I'm about to blame either of you, but...well... [Scowl, mutter.] Not like I can help it...

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[Asch blinks, then he can't really help it - he smirks a little.] So you're -jealous- because I have a connection with the replica that I don't even -want- instead of the one I'm all over right now.

[Yes.] No.

[Ahaha.] Liar. [But a cute one, so you get more kisses.] You're so stupid. Don't get jealous or you'll end up like I used to be.

I doubt I could ever be that irritable.

Hmph. [Asch tries to bite him. Damn incorporeal body. :|] I'll just have to make sure you have no reason to be jealous.

[That tickles!] However you want it to work out. You could always make it up to me once you get tangible again.

I was planning to do that anyway. [He's gonna try for a bedroom voice now. Imagine porn music.] I'll remind you -exactly- how you make me feel.

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