I'm always amazed at the depths of your vulgarity, Asher.

[He sighs. He hates this. He doesn't want to share anything. He's an observer. An outsider. He can't just share his feelings, what kind of nonsense is that?]

[A part of him wants to open up, another part desperately doesn't want to, and yet another just...doesn't even know how to do it in the first place.]

Besides, how do you even do a thing like that? Are you going to make me lounge on a couch and ask me personal questions like some kind of therapist?