Asher will gladly keep Damian company in silence, should the vampire so wish it. He offers nothing more than the comfort of his side against Damian's, no warmth to pass from one to the other.

He closes his eyes, tilting his head back, the movement uncannily like a human soaking up the sun. But the moon is their only companion, and it is the night breeze teasing at his hair that makes Asher sigh in satisfaction.