[But Ash isn't done, is he? So it's not as if he can actually sleep, even if he wanted to. Something isn't settled. No, a lot of things aren't settled. But there aren't any words. They've said them all. There isn't any solution here any more than there is to the fact that people will keep being disgustingly horny, in general and towards Ash in particular.
He didn't have any answers for Griff, either. Ash likely has more horror stories about what happened in there: they'll get him mad, but just like when a friend died at war, it was usually impossible to actually do anything more than just pick up your gun and keep shooting, never really knowing who killed who where and when and how. There was no justice, order, righting, or meaning. Drink your beer, sleep until your shift's over, get up, do it again the next day. So there isn't much hope to offer Ash, besides that maybe sometimes food will be good; Ash doesn't like food. Sometimes sex might feel good; Ash had him fooled a time or two but probably he doesn't really like it, and if he does, he's got Blanca for that now. It's a matter of playing house until Ash is tired of that, too. And Eiji was always better suited to that game.]
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He didn't have any answers for Griff, either. Ash likely has more horror stories about what happened in there: they'll get him mad, but just like when a friend died at war, it was usually impossible to actually do anything more than just pick up your gun and keep shooting, never really knowing who killed who where and when and how. There was no justice, order, righting, or meaning. Drink your beer, sleep until your shift's over, get up, do it again the next day. So there isn't much hope to offer Ash, besides that maybe sometimes food will be good; Ash doesn't like food. Sometimes sex might feel good; Ash had him fooled a time or two but probably he doesn't really like it, and if he does, he's got Blanca for that now. It's a matter of playing house until Ash is tired of that, too. And Eiji was always better suited to that game.]