Asher ate the bread from the tray bit by bit. He stared at the soup, there were a few pieces of beef in it and he knew how well Anna could cook. She was a better cook than he was and he acknowledged that but that wasn't what was on his mind.
The systematic and cautious approach to the 'acting method' ravaged his mind, he thought about ways to carry it out. He thought about the risks and losing control.
I'm someone who's easily taken in by his emotions. Maybe the reason I wasn't corrupted in my encounter with Alexander was because I'm a low-stage Ascender. Asher thought.
He ate the last piece of the bread on his tray and raised the bowl of soup to his mouth and drank it all in one go.
"That's that." He set the tray on the table and lay back down.
"Ah! Ha! Ah!" He heard something from one of the rooms.
Is someone moaning? He thought to himself he sat back up and listened carefully in order to discern the direction it was coming from.
