[ None the wiser of the seed that's been planted in his mind, Shouto shifts his focus to Allen. His concern for him overrides any of his misgivings and listens to his instead. His own qualms soon settle down, perhaps because he listens with the intent to understand than to comment, or maybe it's the soft touch of lips on his knuckles. The reason doesn't matter, only the outcome. His thoughts calm, catching the uneasiness rolling off of Allen. It's rare for Shouto to read someone, even rarer to be certain of his answer when faced with their adversity. ]
It is real.
[ He holds his chin between his thumb and forefinger and tips his head up to meet his eyes. ]
Even if it's a test, I can still warm you when you're cold.
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It is real.
[ He holds his chin between his thumb and forefinger and tips his head up to meet his eyes. ]
Even if it's a test, I can still warm you when you're cold.
[ Do you understand? ]
If I hold you, it's you I'm holding.
This is real.