[ It's like the flicker of a small flame being coaxed to life. Faint at first, barely there, but Allen can feel a growing sense of warmth, of a presence there other than just his own as he focuses on it; on wanting to deepen it and connect and hear him. To be there too.
Ironic, it's not to dissimilar than when he focuses on connecting with Crown Clown. Opening your soul up to another. ]
Maybe. [ His tone takes on a softer inflection, thoughtful. They won't know until they're out of it, and it isn't something he's going to worry about until they're there. He leans to press his forehead lightly against Shouto's, as if trying to visualize and strength the connection with a faint and loving nuzzle. ]
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Ironic, it's not to dissimilar than when he focuses on connecting with Crown Clown. Opening your soul up to another. ]
Maybe. [ His tone takes on a softer inflection, thoughtful. They won't know until they're out of it, and it isn't something he's going to worry about until they're there. He leans to press his forehead lightly against Shouto's, as if trying to visualize and strength the connection with a faint and loving nuzzle. ]
I think it's more because of you than me, though.