[Asher hovers miserably over Jin's body, almost jumping at the touch from the other's arm.]
Jin?
[He leans in a little closer, only just now registering that there's some kind of bruise on the young monk's neck. Absent-mindedly, he brushes a few strands of hair from it to get a better look.
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Jin?
[He leans in a little closer, only just now registering that there's some kind of bruise on the young monk's neck. Absent-mindedly, he brushes a few strands of hair from it to get a better look.
Bad idea, the night sky makes it hard to tell.]
I don't even if I know can move you.