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[dissonates]

[Silence for a while, and then a quiet groan, seemingly out of nowhere; apparently Guy's gone and left Asch's journal open in case he wakes up while no one's around.]

... nngh...








...dammit...


[ooc: awake, but semi-incoherent. Be nice to the poor boy?]

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[ROOM.]

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[dissonates]

[TRYING TO GET UP.]

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[IN ROOM.

YOU LAY THE FUCK DOWN.]

Asch, stop. You're gonna hurt yourself.

[Action]

[dissonates]

...nngh.

[Oh, fine. >:| It hurt to sit up anyway.]

Guy...?

[Action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it's me. [Good. Guy's going to reach for a glass of water he's been keeping handy.] Are you thirsty?

[Action]

[dissonates]

[Blink blink. What? Dizzy...]

...mm. Y... yeah.

[Action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[Guy slips his arm beneath Asch's shoulders and helps him to sit up enough so that water doesn't slosh all over his front when Guy holds the glass to his lips.]

[Action]

[dissonates]

[Asch drinks carefully, trying not to choke. Ugh, let's get rid of that lingering taste of blood, shall we? And hopefully not spit anything back up.]

[Action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[After a few sips Guy lowers Asch back down and sets the glass on the nightstand. Then he goes to the hair-stroking business, obviously relieved beyond words.]

[Action]

[dissonates]

[Juuuust gonna lie there for a while, concentrating on getting from one breath to the next.]

...what happened...?

[Action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

You came back. You were...it must have been right after you were attacked, in Eldrant. Luke, Stella, Richter and Madame Musette all healed you.

[Action]

[dissonates]

...dammit... I don't remember anything after I passed out in that room...

[Action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Aside from the frantic healing, you didn't miss much. You weren't conscious for very long after you came back here, anyway.

[Action]

[dissonates]

[Quiet for a minute, thinking.]

I'm sorry I worried you.

[Action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Not your fault.

[Action]

[dissonates]

It is, partially. I still fell in that trap, even though you warned me... I feel so stupid.

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

Asch.

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[dissonates]

...What?

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

It's enough that you're back and alive. Please don't beat yourself up over it, too.

[Action]

[dissonates]

....Sorry. I just didn't want to put you through all that.

[Action]

[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

It's over. I really don't want to think about it anymore.

Besides, I scared you with that pneumonia stuff, right? We're even.

[Action]

[dissonates]

.....

[Really doesn't know what to say now.]

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[Guy's just going to go back to stroking his hair, then.]

[Action]

[dissonates]

[After a while, Asch slides his hand over to wrap around Guy's, a tiny smile crossing his lips.]

...I'm... really glad I made it back.

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[count-gardios.livejournal.com]

[And it's like the worry and fear and stress of that past two days slips away, like rain water. Guy takes Asch's hand and holds it tight, lifting it to kiss his knuckles.]

Me too.