[oh joy. someone who plays life to his personal moral compass. that's one way to start on the slippery slope to villainy. though dabi's seen allen's resolve enough to know that he's annoyingly bolstered against doing shit like that. far too much a bleeding heart, full of a false delusion of peace and hope, to ever fall over something as simple as a balancing act.

someone like that needs some external influence...

he remains impassive while allen offers a small smile, though it does seem to lighten the air between them a bit. gross.]

Dunno whatcha call them in your world, but if ya got convenience stores, general stores, corner shops, or gas stations, ya got a good idea of the stock.

[certainly not telling him "exactly" what he's selling, but dabi'll offer him the vague spread of what's possibly up for sale or barter. other people he might not be so forthcoming about the class of his wares, but unfortunately, he knows allen enough to bridge that gap. consider that another "price" they paid during their encounter.]