[Asher pauses and presses a hand to his chest, looking surprised. You would think, given everything that's happened to him, given the fact that he works in a house of murderous children and lawyers, that he'd turn around.
Apparently not-]
Whoa.
Is that my inner dude?
[Conscience, the voice inside one's head, etc etc.-]
Why does he sound so different?
[wut has he been smokin
Then, nervously, as if he's taking the voice seriously:]
no subject
Apparently not-]
Whoa.
Is that my inner dude?
[Conscience, the voice inside one's head, etc etc.-]
Why does he sound so different?
[wut has he been smokin
Then, nervously, as if he's taking the voice seriously:]
You really think I should?