Rook blinked back. He hadn't even meant it that way. Just that he figured it would be easier than poking him to try and figure it out. In the end, he just gave a shrug. Maybe it was a good sign that Ash wasn't trying to get him out of his shirt.
The rest—wasn't such a good sign. Rook tightened his arm around Ash's shoulders as the Toreador he hugged himself. A part of it sounded like Ash just needed someone who would take care of him. That would be willing to wait patiently for him to come back out of it and not mind the waiting. To get nudge him now and then when needed. The other part. "When you leave—why? Is it because you have become bored or is it because you believe they have?"