And yours. [ Allen smiles faintly at that, letting go to touch the stone on his own ear. Shouto's bloodstone. His demeanor gentler now and steadied; stronger and a bit more sure of himself. Less rattled. ]
It's warm and feels like you.
[ He lets his hand drop, back straightening with a renewed kind of purpose. ]
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It's warm and feels like you.
[ He lets his hand drop, back straightening with a renewed kind of purpose. ]
However it is, I'm glad.