[ Allen had already started to realize just the stretch of that distance between their worlds when talking with Dabi, actually, and the confusion the word "modern" brought up. Not just an entire world away, but over a century. Still, it wasn't a troubling thought for Allen. To him, that was the past and where they had been, and Trench was the now where they both were. That's all that mattered.

He glances to Shouto in a bit of quiet surprise when he reaches for his hand, noticing the uneasy sort of hue to his expression, and wordlessly squeezes his hand in return. Firm and solid; I'll be right here.

But he casts him a wry look that at that question. Shouto. ]

Even with your ability to withstand the temperature, it probably isn't a good idea to walk around outside in your slippers. [ dryly ]

Also, we stand out like this.

[ Welcome to Allen's world where you have to care about that sort of thing and people are a lot judgier. ]