[ Allen misses the inadvertent stare-down, having to pay more attention to stepping carefully than he's used to, but does catch the warning signs in the man's posture from his periphery out of instinct and glances back with a blink. Noting how Shouto is turning back to look at him at the same time and... were you...?
He snags the edge of his sleeve again between thumb and forefinger gently and tugs lightly, moving forward a little more quickly. Please don't inadvertently start a fight... ]
I'm not sure... [ He hesitates slightly, gaze shifting forward with a slightly distracted but somber expression. No smiles or veneer. ]
I was there as long as I could remember. Maybe three years.
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He snags the edge of his sleeve again between thumb and forefinger gently and tugs lightly, moving forward a little more quickly. Please don't inadvertently start a fight... ]
I'm not sure... [ He hesitates slightly, gaze shifting forward with a slightly distracted but somber expression. No smiles or veneer. ]
I was there as long as I could remember. Maybe three years.