IC CONTACT;

[moneyballer]

username: I CAN B UR DADDY

✉ ☏ 📷

Comments

[moneyballer]

Ch'yeaaaah, no.

[Asher takes another sip of water, inhaling sharply.

Panicking is not the productive thing to do. Thankfully, he hasn't let himself panic, not just yet.

Well, not too often.]

You're right.

[Should he say what he's been thinking?

Lucina seems fine, but fine is almost never Good.]

But if you're not spooked, then...

What are you feelin' right now?

[tolight]

— Right now? [ The question shouldn't catch her off guard, yet it does.

Mostly because there's no good way to word what Lucina's feeling when thinking about it isn't natural for her. There's the anxiety that coils deep within her gut, and the impatience to do something to fix all these, but she doesn't like to think of them as feelings, more as to do lists that will get resolved with time. ]

... Anxious for the mission to succeed, first and foremost. [ Because the mission needs to succeed, above all else — they don't have any other option. ] Though, it may take a while before we get to that state. [ A pause, then— ] Why do you ask?

[moneyballer]

I don't think I've ever seen y-

[He stops here, unsure of what to say.

Usually he lets his mouth run, but as of late, he's been trying to be better about it.

He has never really seen her feel anything all that strongly, other than anger, and that's always been directed towards something or someone. Save for the slight bit of animosity she exhibits towards Achilles, Lucina isn't the emotional sort. That being said, not everyone is.]

Uuhhh, nevermind.

[tolight]

... Ever seen me...? [ She parrots back, almost naturally, eyebrows furrowing in equal parts curiosity and concern. Even with context, and her trying to fit the pieces back together, she can't fill in the missing blanks ( mostly because it's less obvious to her than the rest of the world, with how much she's grown to sucking it up and move on ).

But his dismissal worries her, because it's unlike Asher to do so. ] What is it, Asher?