[Ion's attempts are helpful, but mostly in that they give Rick a convenient escape mechanism for when Asch assaults him with the scathing level of grump he was fearing. The blonde man flinches back, visibly wilting.]
...Y-Yes. [He bites his lip and stares at his steady feet, which he very much wishes he could shove into his mouth right now.] I...s-s-sorry.
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...Y-Yes. [He bites his lip and stares at his steady feet, which he very much wishes he could shove into his mouth right now.] I...s-s-sorry.