[Being tugged close suddenly makes him squeak a little, but it definitely emphasizes just how large Balthus is. Ashe smiles bashfully to himself and lets himself relax, getting close and leaning on the larger man.]
Perfect.
[Eyes slide close, and he focuses on opening up the Synchrony, just letting his calmness come through, how at ease he feels. It's pretty cozy, actually.
With a fork -- because he has no concept of chopsticks -- Ashe eats one of the potstickers.]
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Perfect.
[Eyes slide close, and he focuses on opening up the Synchrony, just letting his calmness come through, how at ease he feels. It's pretty cozy, actually.
With a fork -- because he has no concept of chopsticks -- Ashe eats one of the potstickers.]
How's that?