The younger Luke didn’t like that idea. “Do I have to?” he huffed, already getting the chills, especially after hearing about everything Van had done to his older self. “And how long do I have to… fawn over him?” The word had him sticking his tongue out and making a face. It was a bit surprising how quickly he’d gone from practically worshipping Van to being outright disgusted by him.
He frowned a minute. “…Act normally… you mean that snobbish attitude and all. Alright… At least I can talk to you guys normally in here now. Not like I’m not used to hearing voices anyway. I don’t know how long I’ll be able to keep it up, though, if they’re already suspicious.”
He blinked a bit, wondering where the others were. Did it take longer going down then it did going up? “The others might be showing up soon… not sure how it takes longer going down then it does going up.”
“Until I direct you otherwise,” Luke reiterated to the youngest redhead, though his attention was diverted to the set of stairs that lead up and out of the basement when there was mention of the group. Yes, they should be here soon, unless for some reason they already engaged in combat with Arietta. It was unlikely, but with how long this conversation has managed to last, that seemed to be the case. Luke didn’t want to exactly press his luck with extending this conversation further as gauging time seemed to be a challenge for him in this timeline. “Right… go on and meet up with them, it’ll give us some time to evade Van.”
“What?” Asch quirked his brow.
“Van will be here shortly and will apprehend Arietta. He’ll then escort the rest of the group back to Kaitzur. It would be for the best if we avoid him.”
“Agreed. Let’s go, we’re wasting time.” The God-General turned heel and started to walk away. Luke looked back over at his timeline counterpart and gave a small smile, reaching out to pat the top of his head.
“You’ll be okay, and we’ll meet again soon.” he gave a nod, and then turned to chase after Asch.