[The sword is ignored for now - he winds up leading her down the stairs to his room, since she did tell him to lead.
4-06 is empty save for them. There's nowhere to offer her a seat, but Asch at least closes the door after her, never once dropping the formal disposition. It's afterwards, still facing the door, that he hesitates for a moment before turning back to her -
Zelda needn't have worried. When his temper burns, it's hot and violent, shooting sparks. Instead, he gives her a bow, deep and formal, whisps of hair-film falling over his shoulders.]
I have... A request I'd like to make.
[To choose for himself, what master he would be devoted to.]
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4-06 is empty save for them. There's nowhere to offer her a seat, but Asch at least closes the door after her, never once dropping the formal disposition. It's afterwards, still facing the door, that he hesitates for a moment before turning back to her -
Zelda needn't have worried. When his temper burns, it's hot and violent, shooting sparks. Instead, he gives her a bow, deep and formal, whisps of hair-film falling over his shoulders.]
I have... A request I'd like to make.
[To choose for himself, what master he would be devoted to.]