[Ashura was at the arcaded for, of all things, Angelic Layer. He still had his doll, though he had neglected her some of late, which he felt bad for. He had been in the back, playing with her in the arena, practicing and enjoying this toy of his - so magical! - and was heading out when he spotted Wolfram.]
Wolfram.
[His voice is warm and welcoming, glad to see his young blonde friend.]