Asher had indeed managed to pass his duties off for the night, and after a quick visit to Danse Macabre, to make certain things were running smoothly, he's returned to the Circus. He's smiling, heart lighter, the time he's spent with those he loves helping cement the changes in him that Nathaniel's attentions had started.

He smiles as he senses Nathaniel in his room, hears his pulse, smells the scent of his hair. He pushes open the door, his smile broadening at the sight of Nathaniel waiting so patiently on his bed.