[He can and will, surely, because he wants proof that this all really did happen.
Asher takes the image from her wordlessly, staring at it while feeling a sharp pang in his gut. Fear takes hold of him briefly as he realizes that this is a picture he will have to hide. Time travel and magic are not supposed to exist, and neither are the friends he's made nor the love he's found.
Within the confines of his own world, behind the gilded gates that are Middleton's and under the lofty weight of society's expectations, is he doomed to be alone?
Is this the only way he would have ever known real happiness?]
Thanks.
[Asher almost offers it back to her- She was closer to Patroclus and Achilles than he was. The hand holding the image lies restlessly on his knee.]
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Asher takes the image from her wordlessly, staring at it while feeling a sharp pang in his gut. Fear takes hold of him briefly as he realizes that this is a picture he will have to hide. Time travel and magic are not supposed to exist, and neither are the friends he's made nor the love he's found.
Within the confines of his own world, behind the gilded gates that are Middleton's and under the lofty weight of society's expectations, is he doomed to be alone?
Is this the only way he would have ever known real happiness?]
Thanks.
[Asher almost offers it back to her- She was closer to Patroclus and Achilles than he was. The hand holding the image lies restlessly on his knee.]
Hey, uh... This might sound kinda dumb, but...
Can I ask you somethin'?