Asura fought the urge to shrug off the hand. He didn't like people pitying him. In this situation, however, he could understand Bridget, and sort of appreciated her effort. He took a deep breath, and moved on to the next page, frowning when he saw what it was. "This… this is an article," he muttered, squinting at the smudged newspaper ink. "And it's from 1979."
(…I'm here? I was thinking of waiting a little bit for Iris to get back, or at least holding off on the plot and just having fun with our characters until she's back)