[Jin watches Asher do... whatever it is that he's doing, and while he's still pretty damn appalled by-- all of that, it's undeniably reassuring.
All of this is fairly standard levels of weird for Asher: really, nothing has changed Asher's opinion of him at all. His expression's somewhat exasperated, but the smile is still there.]
[Jin's confession may have come off as a bit of a surprise, however, when Asher looks back at their previous conversations everything begins to make sense.
In a way, even, it's a relief. That's one less hot guy to compete with for some alien poontang.]
No problem.
[Asher just wishes Jin had told him sooner.
And wonders, briefly, what that somewhat familiar warmth in his gut means. Friendship, right?
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All of this is fairly standard levels of weird for Asher: really, nothing has changed Asher's opinion of him at all. His expression's somewhat exasperated, but the smile is still there.]
Yeah. We're good.
Thank you, Asher.
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In a way, even, it's a relief. That's one less hot guy to compete with for some alien poontang.]
No problem.
[Asher just wishes Jin had told him sooner.
And wonders, briefly, what that somewhat familiar warmth in his gut means. Friendship, right?
That's what it's gotta be.]