Asche: “I don’t know much about flowers, I don’t even know the flower you’ve been named after, but- I know that flowers are supposed to look beautiful and smell nice.”
Asche: “Like a gorgeous fire flower.”
“You don’t smell nice in the slightest tho...”
Asche: “N-Not the most charming flower, no.”
Asche: “I don’t really know if they ‘abandoned’ me; maybe they just had a ‘dude where’s the kid’, ‘I thought it was with you?’, ‘oh fuck.’ moment and forgot me somewhere. Or maybe they died. It’d be kinda sad if they really died.
“But I never got to meet them. As cold blooded as it may sound, I don’t really care about them, or what happened to them. I’m curious, at most. They’re just some strangers to me, not my parents.”
“I only consider one person my parent...”
“And that person is disappeared.”
“And I swear I will find him."
“Wait- did you just call me baggage?”