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Sounds like you're pretty worried about how it looks to be with your friends with Synchrony.

[Ah, Balthus has such a big heart. It's impossible to not be endeared.]

Not at all. Would you like me to stop by?

Well, gold and friendships don't mix, y'know. I'd never bother a friend with my money troubles.

...Uh, except for the part where I bothered you with my money troubles, but that's different! You know that's different, right?

[god bless you balthus you tried]

Sure! It's an awful nice place they gave me, here. You know you can get hot water without even having to boil it?

It's okay, I know it's different. Asking for advice and asking for a loan are two different things!

Right? And you don't ever have to use candles in this place! It's incredible. I'll come over in a minute, just send me your location.

Right! No loans here, pal. Any coin either of us makes off of this Synchrony stuff, that's just something that happens on the side. We're just going to form some bonds, that's all!

[That...actually does make it a little easier to think about, if he can just wrap his head around it fully. Forming BONDS BETWEEN MEN is obviously familiar; the trick is just not thinking about getting paid for it.]

Haha, I can do that! Look, I'm pressing the green button and everything. I've got this down pat!

Great! I'll be on my way. I'll bring some snacks, all right?

[He doesn't even ask for permission. He's going to bring you food, Balthus.]

I sure won't say no to that — especially not at my favorite price!

[And indeed, Ashe will probably see Balthus before he even makes it into the apartment complex, since the man of the hour is sitting out on his apartment's little balcony overlooking the street, watching for his little buddy's arrival.]

[As Ashe makes his way over, he has a bag in his hand which no doubt has his snacks inside. He glances up and sees Balthus on the balcony, then beams and waves to him. Honestly, it's nice to see the other man again; he's so genuine that there's no real question about where anyone stands with him. It's pretty refreshing.]

Hey, Balthus!

Heyyyy, there he is! Good to see you, Ashe!

[He waves back, getting up and leaning casually over the balcony rail to look down at him as he approaches.]

C'mon up, I'll get the door open for you. Oh, uh, the elevator works! So you don't have to take all the stairs, it'll just do it for you.

Will do! I'll be right up.

[Elevators are still a little strange in how they work here, but it's not as terrifying as a train in his opinion. So up he goes, and he heads to Balthus' apartment!]

So I made something called potstickers! I don't know if you've ever had them before, but they're really delicious. I think you'll like them.

Mm, it already smells great!

[He lets Ashe in, motioning him toward the little kitchen off the main room of his apartment, which is done up in a lot of exposed brick and dull metal, giving the room warmth while also kind of making it feel a little bit like a basement. Not surprising that it's a good pick for Balthus, all things considered.]

C'mon in, make yourself at home. It's good to see you. You, ah, talked to the professor or anybody lately?

Good! They should be piping hot still. They make these great containers that keeps food warm for awhile. It's really handy.

[The apartment actually makes him feel a little nostalgic, much in the way that Byleth's manor does. Whereas the manor makes him feel like he's closer to Garreg Mach, this makes him think of Abyss. Both places he doesn't mind remembering.]

It's good to see you too, Balthus. Oh, I live with the Professor now since he has that farm, that's why I was packing up. Which is convenient since my horse is here.

Otherwise, I talk to almost everyone else regularly. [Almost.]

Right, right. And your cat, yeah? Loog?

[He was paying attention! Also, he heads over to one of the cabinets to retrieve some plates and such, because they are all on a shelf sized to the reach of a 6'6" man, and Ashe really doesn't stand a chance unless he wants to literally climb the furniture.]

Hey, listen. I'm not in any rush or anything, but I figure if there's anything you want to clear the air about before we try this Synchrony business, I'm listening, all right? Like you said, I know it can get kind of personal.

Yeah, and him.

[Ashe is pleased that Balthus remembers! But the mention of clearing the air... hm. He understands that. He hesitates, but eventually he nods reluctantly.]

I had a... I don't know, disagreement? Argument? I don't even know what you'd call it, but Claude and I are at odds right now. So I guess... that's the biggest thing I can think of.

[When your biggest personal problem is Claude and not Edelgard, well, that's kind of concerning. What can you do.]

Hm. I'm sorry about that, but I guess it's not too surprising. He's an interesting guy, that Claude. I dunno how much you know about Alliance politics, but I'll tell you something — he's a slippery one even by those standards.

[But he hands over the plates and utensils to Ashe, then lets his free hand clap down onto his shoulder.]

I met his mom a couple times when I was younger. Whew! What a lady. You could look a hundred years and not find another woman like that, I tell you.

Nothing ever seems to be straightforward with him. It's a little tough.

[The hand on his shoulder does bring him back to attention, and then he can't help but chuckle at the mention of Claude's mom.]

You seem to know a lot of people. I actually didn't know that you knew her along with Holst. Was she at the academy with you too?

Not when I was there, no — which doesn't mean she didn't go, just that it wasn't where I saw her around. She was the only daughter of Duke Riegan, a real high-society lady. I saw her sometimes at balls and such when I was still the heir apparent to House Albrecht.

[He grins.]

Holst and I were both over the moon for her. Oh, he probably stood a better chance, being a future duke and all, but what can I say? There's no match for the Unrivaled King of Grappling's rakish charms, you know!

[The conversation does actually put him at ease. Not that he'd expect Balthus to be any different no matter when he'd meet him, but it's still just charming and nice to be around him like this.]

You should tell me more stories about Holst sometime. You two sound like you got up to a lot.

[He also isn't entirely certain how much of Almyra he should mention. True, he's at odds with Claude right now, but Ashe absolutely respects his personal information. So, for now, he keeps it to himself.]

I guess there's one more thing I should try to air out. I don't know how much Yuri told you, but... I wanted to make sure you at least understood. I, ah-- the whole thing with Aelfric and the Chalice. That happened about five years ago for me. I'm not really good at explaining this circumstance, but I wanted to be honest with you about that too.

You better believe it! We were inseparable even before our Academy days. C'mon, let's unpack some of that food and go sit down, and I'll tell you whatever you want to hear about while we get some Synchrony started.

[A little bit of his enthusiasm does dissipate when Ashe mentions the timeskip, but on the other hand, it's Balthus — it's pretty hard for anything to diminish his boisterousness entirely.]

...Yeah, he filled me in on all that. People remembering different things happening, and living through more or less than other people. I hear I've got a lot to look forward to in the next five years, and none of it's very good.

Sounds good.

[There's brief hesitation on Balthus' reaction. It's not something Ashe is enthusiastic to discuss, but he'd have been unhappier if he kept it from him.]

I'd tell you what happens, but I'm actually not sure how things will turn out. So I guess all I can suggest is just think about what makes you happiest and move forward. Either way, I just wanted you to know and clear the air.

I appreciate that, pal. Look, so long as we fought on the same side in that whole thing, that's enough for me. Don't worry about the rest of it, at least not as far as I'm concerned.

[He thinks a minute.]

As for me...well, the only thing I can think of is you might feel some of the stuff I felt during the Rite. Not really the most pleasant, having your blood drained out of you. If that starts happening, though, let me know and we can break it off. All right?

According to my memories, definitely we were.

Got it. Okay. I think I'll be all right, but I'll keep it in mind.

[Ashe opens up the container holding the potstickers. It'll be a nice reward for when they're done.]

So we can do this in a number of ways. Holding hands, hugging -- stuff like that. What do you prefer?

Hmm. Well, it'd be pretty hard to eat if we're holding hands, and that makes problems for hugging, as well. But how about...

[He glances around, before finally his gaze alights on the couch.]

How about we sit over there, and you lean on me? Will that work?

I think that should be good, so long as we're making contact! All right, let's do that.

[So Ashe finishes unpacking the potstickers with their sauce and he goes to set it down on the coffee table by the couch. Sitting down, he makes sure to give Balthus plenty of room considering how sizable he is.]

Great! Here goes nothing.

[He heads over to the couch as well, sinking down onto it and sort of regarding their positioning for a moment before slinging an arm around Ashe's shoulders and tugging him in against his side, where thanks to their height difference he nestles in perfectly.]

There. Now you can hold the plate and we've both got a hand to reach it, huh? Perfect.

[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.]

How's that?

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