Deep breath, because - (he's not letting that bastard come anywhere near his brother, ever again)
Instead of answering, Asch very slowly peels off his glove, pushing the sleeve of his blue hoodie back away from his wrist as far as it will go. The hand underneath looks human enough, except for the mess of shimmering red lines spilling all the way from his elbow to the bases of his fingers. The train is dark enough to make it obvious that there's a distinct glow to them.
"Not human," is how he answers Luke's question, the first one, which isn't what Luke meant but that's maybe what he needs to be focusing on. Because this isn't like, this can't be like Anna and her -
His brother is still alive somewhere, he knows it down to his core. But apparently not in front of him.
A noise too quiet to be called a laugh but close enough to being hysterical to count escapes him. "I don't think - " He takes a breath. "I don't think we're from the same world at all."
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Instead of answering, Asch very slowly peels off his glove, pushing the sleeve of his blue hoodie back away from his wrist as far as it will go. The hand underneath looks human enough, except for the mess of shimmering red lines spilling all the way from his elbow to the bases of his fingers. The train is dark enough to make it obvious that there's a distinct glow to them.
"Not human," is how he answers Luke's question, the first one, which isn't what Luke meant but that's maybe what he needs to be focusing on. Because this isn't like, this can't be like Anna and her -
His brother is still alive somewhere, he knows it down to his core. But apparently not in front of him.
A noise too quiet to be called a laugh but close enough to being hysterical to count escapes him. "I don't think - " He takes a breath. "I don't think we're from the same world at all."