I don't— [he sucks in a sharp breath, his mood taking a turn for the worse.] I don't need gifts.
[Because this is Asch and he has to turn everything into a battle. He huffs and glances at Oliver, forgetting for a moment about the empathy. His face is annoyed at best, but he's hurting and sad and scared--]
This is enough.
[That, at least, is truth. Vague as he's being, he... enjoys Oliver's company on some level.]
no subject
[Because this is Asch and he has to turn everything into a battle. He huffs and glances at Oliver, forgetting for a moment about the empathy. His face is annoyed at best, but he's hurting and sad and scared--]
This is enough.
[That, at least, is truth. Vague as he's being, he... enjoys Oliver's company on some level.]