"Yes, please fill me in. Is there any word of the others?" The question hangs on his tongue. Our friends, are they okay? He's too tired to keep the look of worry off his face, but honestly he doubts Ashe would really tease him about it.

Infuriatingly, wonderfully earnest Ashe.

He finally musters the will to eat that sandwich that was left for him now, too. He tries not to tear into it when he's suddenly reminded how hungry he is.