"Probably not the same world, no." It might dawn upon him that this may not be the same brother from his world, but another version, however the likeness from the eyes and face is all there. As Asch removes his gloves, Luke took a moment to see his hands, observing the intricate patterns of shimmering red lines over his arms and fingers. What makes it glow? Was it his own manna flowing? He's curious and more questions formed at the back of his mind.

"Not human..." He echoes after him, trying to understand this is quiet a new concept. This is new, meeting someone he thought he knew, but coming from another universe and time. "Asch its okay. You're still Asch. You don't have to think. But if you want to tell me what happened, maybe we can find a seat somewhere and you could tell me everything." Because this might take a while.

"I want to be your friend."