Elijah was really being far too dramatic about this. Asher didn't want to drug the other man until they crossed a boarder but it was looking more and more like he'd have to. That'd be difficult. Elijah was not a small man, moving him without him walking would be a pain in the ass.

Which was heartbreaking, really. Under other circumstances, violent energy Elijah was a sight to behold which Asher found very appealing, but right then he couldn't even appreciate it. The things he did and sacrifices he made, he was such a martyr.

"Not happening," Asher replied, turning back to the tablet and his work as he went about forging documents for Elijah. He had a few pre-filled out ones that hadn't been caught yet, at least a couple could work. Only one of his own stash of identifications had ever been found, he'd been keeping up on that as much as he could. Rob, well...

Robert wouldn't be an issue for much longer. Not with the couple messages Asher sent out. Poor stupid dear Robert, if only you'd just fucked your feelings out you'd probably be living the good life.

"Sit down, Elijah, stop being so dramatic. You've had no trouble trusting me before now, why is that suddenly changed?"