dissonates | [Action/Accidental Voice]

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Current Location: outside house 50

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[Action/Accidental Voice]

[Asch is in a really lousy mood so he's lurking around house 50, sort of playing in the snow, except it's Asch and he doesn't do that. :| So he's mostly poking around looking VERY GRUMPY. Bother at your own risk.]

Stupid, stupid...

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[Ignoring.]

What happened?

[Glare. Asch is gonna shoo him inside now.]

Didn't you hear what I said?

Hey. [Guy stops Asch short and touches a hand to his cheek.] What's wrong?

[Asch goes still at that, lips pursing, and takes him by the hand silently, tugging him further inside. He'll talk if he has to but not at the doorway with a sick person.]

[Yeah, yeah, okay, Guy'll go back inside, but only if you talk.]

[Good man, let's get you back inside and into bed where you belong. But instead of just leaving, Asch opts to sit beside him, gazing down at the floor.]

...It's stupid.

[Guy lays back but reaches out to set his hand on Asch's leg.] Tell me anyway.

[...Sigh.]

Do you think that the replica being born from me, sharing my body, makes him family?

[...oh boy.

Guy suppresses a cough, and reaches for the glass of water to take a drink before answering warily.]

I...think that's up to the both of you.

[Asch is quiet for a while, mulling over that one.]

That's what I said.

[Okay, not exactly, but he'd thought it, anyway. Sort of.]

[Guy sighed and pats Asch's leg; someone had gotten all up in his business and put him on edge, that's all. And here he was wondering if something truly bad had happened.]

Don't let it get to you, Asch. People say insensitive things all the time; sometimes, they don't even mean to.

[Asch's hands clench into fists.]

Why the hell do people have to meddle in business they don't know anything about? As if they're actually helping!

[Asch's temper is tiring.]

Like I said, don't let it get to you. Take things at your own pace, and don't worry ab- [cough cough] ...about what other people say.

[Asch looks like he's about to rant more, then halts, glancing sidelong at Guy as he coughs. Great, way to be considerate, Asch.]

... It's fine. You should be sleeping.

've slept enough. [Guy pats Asch's knee and gives him a lopsided smile.] I think I sensed you being angry somewhere and woke up.

[Skeptical Asch is skeptical, but the attempt to cheer him up isn't totally lost.]

So being sick makes you psychic now?

I'd have sensed it even if I wasn't sick. [Cough] You just must be upset enough to wake me up, is all.

[Asch's lips quirk a bit.]

You're being ridiculous.

[Have an Asch flopping down beside you, Guy.]

Don't get too close, you'll catch it. [Guy wriggles away. Reluctantly.]

[Asch follows anyway.]

Good, it'll give me an excuse to be a recluse for a few days.

[Oh fine, Guy wants the cuddles anyway. Asch is more comfortable than a pillow, even if he is still a little cold from being outside; Guy snuggles up.]

I don't wanna hear you complain.

[Asch snorts faintly at that, tugging Guy close to rest his head on his chest. He can cough on the jacket or something.]

Then you probably shouldn't have come looking for me.

Mmmnnnh. [Guy closes his eyes, mumbling against Asch's chest as he lays there, feeling a little better. Until he turns his head and grabs his pillow to cough into that instead.]

[Asch blinks, then muffles a little spot of laughter.]

You sound even worse than before. Do you need anything?

[Guy turns his head slightly so his words aren't muffled.]

Nope. Who was it?

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