[True to Wilder form he makes a 'tch' sound at Zelos' rebuttal. Yeah, maybe the cult victims have their own shit to deal with. But there's a chance they'll be gentler than Asch's own brand of... tenderness.
However, as he goes on to talk about learning the sword, that actually gets Asch to listen. Learning the sword was an important part of his childhood in that other life. It was independence, and he knew it was for Luke, too. They even had the same teacher. In this life, his memories came back and took the trauma with them, but it became a way of dealing with those memories and letting out the raw and complicated emotions they brought.
A part of him wonders if, in this life too, they'll end up dueling just to be heard.
... This is going to be difficult, not just for Asch (does he ever think of himself first?) but for Luke, who has to bear the weight of lost memories and a life that was taken away from him. Asch closes his eyes for a moment. He tries to look at this more logically, without the hot burning fury he feels whenever Krusnik is brought up, and the guilt that follows. Realistically, in the same town, with the same family and similar circles, there is no way Asch can avoid this forever. It... makes sense to plant himself here, to continue making connections and not try to work around something (Luke) that might not want to be worked around (because Luke also deserves a say in this).
In the end, that's what he settles on.]
... I want to hear it from him. That's nothing against you, but he's had plenty of people who 'cared' for him speak on his behalf. He might even make the same decision, and that's fine... but I want it to be his choice.
All his life—this one and the last—he's had to fight for the ability to decide things for himself. And just like wielding a sword, he needs to learn that decisions also have consequences. I know he can bear them if he's given the chance.
So... I'm going to give him that. Besides, it's not like I can throw you guys away. That was never the plan. [The plan was to be like Batman watching over the nerdiest part of Gotham and then some rich kid, that's what.
He whips out a notebook from somewhere inside his coat and starts jotting down his address, Libra/Gemini handles, and actual phone number. The address is a nondescript, tiny apartment in a neighborhood where there are many, many apartments like it. He rips it out of the notebook and holds it out.]
Today might be too much for him. But if you want to find me, here I am.
You should be grateful. I don't even answer the phone every time for my mentor. Don't abuse it.
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However, as he goes on to talk about learning the sword, that actually gets Asch to listen. Learning the sword was an important part of his childhood in that other life. It was independence, and he knew it was for Luke, too. They even had the same teacher. In this life, his memories came back and took the trauma with them, but it became a way of dealing with those memories and letting out the raw and complicated emotions they brought.
A part of him wonders if, in this life too, they'll end up dueling just to be heard.
... This is going to be difficult, not just for Asch (does he ever think of himself first?) but for Luke, who has to bear the weight of lost memories and a life that was taken away from him. Asch closes his eyes for a moment. He tries to look at this more logically, without the hot burning fury he feels whenever Krusnik is brought up, and the guilt that follows. Realistically, in the same town, with the same family and similar circles, there is no way Asch can avoid this forever. It... makes sense to plant himself here, to continue making connections and not try to work around something (Luke) that might not want to be worked around (because Luke also deserves a say in this).
In the end, that's what he settles on.]
... I want to hear it from him. That's nothing against you, but he's had plenty of people who 'cared' for him speak on his behalf. He might even make the same decision, and that's fine... but I want it to be his choice.
All his life—this one and the last—he's had to fight for the ability to decide things for himself. And just like wielding a sword, he needs to learn that decisions also have consequences. I know he can bear them if he's given the chance.
So... I'm going to give him that. Besides, it's not like I can throw you guys away. That was never the plan. [The plan was to be like Batman watching over the nerdiest part of Gotham and then some rich kid, that's what.
He whips out a notebook from somewhere inside his coat and starts jotting down his address, Libra/Gemini handles, and actual phone number. The address is a nondescript, tiny apartment in a neighborhood where there are many, many apartments like it. He rips it out of the notebook and holds it out.]
Today might be too much for him. But if you want to find me, here I am.
You should be grateful. I don't even answer the phone every time for my mentor. Don't abuse it.