[It's a good half hour later that Asch finally knocks on the door before putting a hand to the doorknob to let himself out. His expression is mostly under control now, a thin layer of neutral dislike for the universe at large on his face. There's no much evidence of the last hour or so about him at all, really, just a slight aspect of disarray to his hair, as though he'd pushed his bangs back again in a hurry just enough to make them presentable.]
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...Sorry for the trouble.