[It is kind of strange. Luke hardly ever resorts to this kind of comfort, after all; he usually tries with his words, even though he usually fails at that. Even now, Luke can't help trying to think of the words that might help the situation a little, even though he knows that it's impossible. No words made him feel better, and he was hurting the least of the two.

This, however... This was much more peaceful than trying to figure out how to say something that wouldn't set Asch off, push him away and run. Luke counted himself lucky that Asch was even letting him touch him in the first place. This silent companionship was... honestly making him feel a little better, and he only hoped that Asch felt the same way.

Still, he had to talk sometime. There had been an offer in his head that he was hesitant to propose, but ultimately, he had to. If he didn't... Who knows when he'd see Asch again? It took several more minutes for him to speak up, and even then, his voice was still quiet, raising only a little more than Asch's.]

Asch, come back to the village with me. I don't mean right now... But some day, let's find a place to stay. A smaller place, just for us. [Not House 5. There were too many memories, not to mention that it was frankly too big for the two of them. Luke couldn't imagine helping with chores in a house that big.]