I told you I would pounce >:3 [Ashura had decided that wandering was better than simply sitting in his 'room'. (Because really, it was hard to call that little area an actual bedroom when he was used to such larger accommodations). He came into the room just as Johnny was finishing his little request, and he elegantly hid a smile behind a long sleeve.
And for once he wore an outfit that gave hint to his own sex, low enough at the chest to show off he bad pecks and not boobs. Slighter than Johnny, he had a swimmer's trim rather than a fighter's, his hair long and black and scraping below his knees, decked in jewels around his throat and along the elf-like length of his ears.
And at least his steps were made less crass from the anklets he wore, setting off the iron roll of the ball that followed him as he glided over to Johnny, golden eyes glittering.]
It seems this place has judged us threats to our own worlds, however incorrect it might be.