[ Oh my god don't make him pick up and carry you. ]
Freezing! [ Does he sound like he cares about that? Nope. Cold is less his worry anyway than rock and cobblestone, though it will certainly compound that. His feet are probably going to be bleeding by tonight but still not caring about that! He's been here less than half an hour and has already slipped back into that core instinct that kept him going for. The instinct about how to run and not get caught. Especially by any official that might be connected with the church. Without knowing the true nature of this place, how long they'll be here, how to get back, or just... what truly is going on... he has to ere on the side of this is real.
Allen tugs him along with an iron grip on his wrist that may or may not stem from too many moments in the past when Shouto let go or Allen lost his grip at the worst possible moment. Out of the park and onto one of the streets bordering it, where the buildings are crowded densely together in the European fashion and more people are milling around, out for an afternoon stroll or shopping. There are gasps and disapproving mutters as they weave through, finely dressed ladies recoiling outright with scandalized expressions, but Allen is purposeful to dart straight through where it was the most dense before abruptly changing course into one of the many narrow alleyways that wedge between buildings.
The constable wasn't expecting a chase though he give an outraged shout when they take off and is in pursuit, his whistle trailing after them, but by the time Allen pulls them off the main street there's no further sign of him. ]
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Freezing! [ Does he sound like he cares about that? Nope. Cold is less his worry anyway than rock and cobblestone, though it will certainly compound that. His feet are probably going to be bleeding by tonight but still not caring about that! He's been here less than half an hour and has already slipped back into that core instinct that kept him going for. The instinct about how to run and not get caught. Especially by any official that might be connected with the church. Without knowing the true nature of this place, how long they'll be here, how to get back, or just... what truly is going on... he has to ere on the side of this is real.
Allen tugs him along with an iron grip on his wrist that may or may not stem from too many moments in the past when Shouto let go or Allen lost his grip at the worst possible moment. Out of the park and onto one of the streets bordering it, where the buildings are crowded densely together in the European fashion and more people are milling around, out for an afternoon stroll or shopping. There are gasps and disapproving mutters as they weave through, finely dressed ladies recoiling outright with scandalized expressions, but Allen is purposeful to dart straight through where it was the most dense before abruptly changing course into one of the many narrow alleyways that wedge between buildings.
The constable wasn't expecting a chase though he give an outraged shout when they take off and is in pursuit, his whistle trailing after them, but by the time Allen pulls them off the main street there's no further sign of him. ]