[She owes some serious backstory spillage in return here. Lio pats himself down, looking for spare fabric-- and. Yeah. God I hate him but he has a cravat on his person apparently just carrying it around for fancy boy emergencies. Handing it over without any hesitation though.]
I can get you shoes. If mine do not fit, Asch the Bloody has some.
[He can't just offer Asch's shoes. But he's doing it anyway.]
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I can get you shoes. If mine do not fit, Asch the Bloody has some.
[He can't just offer Asch's shoes. But he's doing it anyway.]