[Amnon let out a happy noise, wriggling around until he was curled up on Asch's lap. Hey, it was a lot warmer there under the tabbard than it was in Luke's coat.]

[Luke, meanwhile, reached up from his cocoon, swiping angrily at his eyes. H-he wasn't crying, dammit.]

I-I said I was fine!

[He let out an annoyed noise, huddling the blankets closer around himself. He was silent for a long moment, before he finally spoke up again.]

So... Akzeriuth... I-I'm supposed to die there instead of you...? But... Master Van told me if I used my hyperressonance on the misama, I'd get rid of it and be a hero...

[He trailed off, making a face; his Shadow told him he needed to start seeing things more clearly, and now that he heard himself repeat what Van told him... damn, it really did sound ridiculous.]