Asher is usually so open about his grief, and he was, even when he didn't want to be. He was a crying mess when Miles found him and took care to wash his bloody hands, and he broke down in front of Nami so easily, without even truly confessing to his crimes. He's no stranger to tears, as they've helped him get by throughout the years, even though he's shed most of them behind closed doors, alone.
But he's doing his best to steel himself.
His eyes dart to his gloves, a glaring hindsight. Remaining as nonchalant as he can, he answers back.]
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Asher is usually so open about his grief, and he was, even when he didn't want to be. He was a crying mess when Miles found him and took care to wash his bloody hands, and he broke down in front of Nami so easily, without even truly confessing to his crimes. He's no stranger to tears, as they've helped him get by throughout the years, even though he's shed most of them behind closed doors, alone.
But he's doing his best to steel himself.
His eyes dart to his gloves, a glaring hindsight. Remaining as nonchalant as he can, he answers back.]
I wrapped up beforehand.
[A jaw wriggle.]