[ That's hardly a ringing endorsement, Shouto... why would it matter what he thinks of it. Allen wrinkles his nose slightly for a moment, resisting the urge to squirm. ]

Ah. I'm really happy with how it came out? [ floundering. how does he word this. it's beautiful, technically, he knows. but that's besides the point, moreover, it's... ]

It's... appropriate, I think. Somehow.

[ That was the sense he had when he first saw it, even if it's surreal to see the form a part of you takes outside your body. ]

I don't know. It's strange thinking about how your own blood looks. But...