[His gaze darts towards those calloused hands again, Asher's thumb brushing over the fingers.

Dying for Jin would require no second thought, he'd easily give his own life to ensure the other's survival.

For some reason, fear is not the strongest emotion he feels towards his classmates. He knows full well that Connor is someone he could easily best in combat, and judging from the bearded pretty boy's panicky attitude, the decision was not his to make.]

Yeah.

[That would explain the wiry fellow's erratic behavior and suspiciously intense self-loathing, now wouldn't it.]

Connor's no good at keeping secrets like that.

[And never would have, if he had been sober and in a happy relationship.]

I'm surprised he lasted this long, considerin' how... Messed up he always gets.

I guess that makes him the shooting star.

[Murmured as if it's a distant memory, something that should be familiar, even though it sounds strange when uttered out loud.]