[ her expression is something of a wonder. it is certainly an expert exercise in restrained emotion. Asch is ... Asch is complex. whether she's entirely aware of this fact or not ... she can't hate him. not now. that possibility is gone -- or maybe it never existed. he claimed Replicas ought to have souls. Saix would never do that. but Asch's way is also ... dark, bent in, a little suggestive of violence.
was it really an accident?
of course, she has literally nothing to justify that thought -- other than a quiet fear, and memories of Asch's disdain. as is so frequent of her, her assumptions are off the mark ... even though the conclusions she makes from them get startlingly close to the truth.
she wants to voice her doubts, but ... it's probably not worth it. after how Luke reacted the last time she talked about Asch... she doesn't want to bring up something so touchy, so potentially damaging. especially not today.
instead she tries a smile, a faint one, and nods. ] Okay. Come on, let's head to your room. I'd like to set this down. [ shifts the flower pot a little, to indicate. ]
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was it really an accident?
of course, she has literally nothing to justify that thought -- other than a quiet fear, and memories of Asch's disdain. as is so frequent of her, her assumptions are off the mark ... even though the conclusions she makes from them get startlingly close to the truth.
she wants to voice her doubts, but ... it's probably not worth it. after how Luke reacted the last time she talked about Asch... she doesn't want to bring up something so touchy, so potentially damaging. especially not today.
instead she tries a smile, a faint one, and nods. ] Okay. Come on, let's head to your room. I'd like to set this down. [ shifts the flower pot a little, to indicate. ]