[Asher's shoulder rubs against the dusty wall, head tilting further and further toward the side until it stops. He is listening.
Born into the lap of luxury, he knows nothing of what it's like to be without creature comforts and much less bare necessities, but he does understand what it means to feel alone.
"I'm here, I talk to my mom again, and I'm not a criminal anymore."
The smile he offers in response is a pathetic little thing, because while he's happy for his newfound friend it's here again, it's back.
The jealousy. Jin has grown into a person that he himself can be proud of, and Asher can only hope that someday he will do the same.]
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Born into the lap of luxury, he knows nothing of what it's like to be without creature comforts and much less bare necessities, but he does understand what it means to feel alone.
"I'm here, I talk to my mom again, and I'm not a criminal anymore."
The smile he offers in response is a pathetic little thing, because while he's happy for his newfound friend it's here again, it's back.
The jealousy. Jin has grown into a person that he himself can be proud of, and Asher can only hope that someday he will do the same.]