If Asch had no idea, then he wasn't likely to do much better. "Tch. Isn't he always?" But that was something entirely familiar. Sync can't blame Asch for being frustrated, even if he understands the want to hide from what had happened.

Which. Makes him flinch, because suddenly memories. He folds his arms across his chest, his default defensive posture, stepping back a moment to pull himself under control. Give him a moment.