[ She's not there, is she. Even before Timcanpy was his omen Allen would have a sixth sense about him because of the intangible kind of bond they had, and that was only made literal and obvious when he was reborn as a part of him. This sort of emptiness, only once before did he feel it...
Shouto becomes distressed and Allen just goes calm, even if inside his stomach churning in dread. Be on guard. He swallows, leaning closer and entwining their arms to grasp his hand in return and be a more stable presence, even if his own nerves feel anything but. He doesn't need to see Shouto's expression to understand what he's feeling; these days he's been blind, it's almost been easier to understand in a way because of this. ]
This is... beyond them. [ Sealing magic? Except it doesn't feel like they've been walled off, not like when sorcery has sealed off abilities of his. Tim is just... gone. It feels like having lost a fragment of himself; a piece missing.
He stirs, restless and feeling exposed. Glances nervously about even as he tamps his nerves down and can't see anything more than smudges of light and dark. ]
What's around us? [ He hates this, not being able to see, but he gives a small tug on Shouto's hand. Stay together, stay with him. ] It feels cold.
[ And yet-- ]
I think I see... [ he breathes in, realizing he can see outlines in the distance but finding no comfort in the returning sight ] ...trees.
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Shouto becomes distressed and Allen just goes calm, even if inside his stomach churning in dread. Be on guard. He swallows, leaning closer and entwining their arms to grasp his hand in return and be a more stable presence, even if his own nerves feel anything but. He doesn't need to see Shouto's expression to understand what he's feeling; these days he's been blind, it's almost been easier to understand in a way because of this. ]
This is... beyond them. [ Sealing magic? Except it doesn't feel like they've been walled off, not like when sorcery has sealed off abilities of his. Tim is just... gone. It feels like having lost a fragment of himself; a piece missing.
He stirs, restless and feeling exposed. Glances nervously about even as he tamps his nerves down and can't see anything more than smudges of light and dark. ]
What's around us? [ He hates this, not being able to see, but he gives a small tug on Shouto's hand. Stay together, stay with him. ] It feels cold.
[ And yet-- ]
I think I see... [ he breathes in, realizing he can see outlines in the distance but finding no comfort in the returning sight ] ...trees.