[Asch barely reacts to the sudden weight against his shoulder- not to welcome it, or reject it. He simply accepts his fate, if only because he's too tired to keep fighting it. His attempts to drive Luke away, coupled with the anguish he'd been wallowing in all day has only served to make him feel more weak and pathetic than ever.
It's irritating... so irritating. Better to put up with it for now rather than endure yet another defeat.
Rather than curling up again, he leans back until his head rests against the bark of the tree, gazing up at the spring leaves. Was it better that he and Guy had ultimately broken things off the way they did? Would he just have felt worse had he woken up alone in bed? He'd have vanished regardless, he's certain of that. For all his bravado, Asch the Bloody can be such a coward.
He's always running away from something, after all.
Maybe today... just for today, he won't run.]
It's better to just never make them. Promises are always broken.
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It's irritating... so irritating. Better to put up with it for now rather than endure yet another defeat.
Rather than curling up again, he leans back until his head rests against the bark of the tree, gazing up at the spring leaves. Was it better that he and Guy had ultimately broken things off the way they did? Would he just have felt worse had he woken up alone in bed? He'd have vanished regardless, he's certain of that. For all his bravado, Asch the Bloody can be such a coward.
He's always running away from something, after all.
Maybe today... just for today, he won't run.]
It's better to just never make them. Promises are always broken.