[ A noise at the back of his throat gets tangled up with a sharp intake of breath that sounds more like a wheezing sound, pathetic and urgent all at once. Again, he tries to force out words stuck in his throat, but his voice has been stolen, and even if it hadn't no words could ever convey the agony of hearing that confession from someone who once died in his arms.
Blood. So much blood. Was this his blood?! He looks to Allen looking devastated at the image conjured up in his mind of a body growing cold in his arms. The heat of blue flames entangled with his own, turning him to ash. His throat tightens at the memory and he engulfs Allen in a one-armed hug, refusing to let go of his hand. He clings to it just like he clings to Allen afraid to let go and watch him crumble to ash. ]
Wat
[ Eyes squeezed shut, holding onto him beneath the blood moon, he pushes past the nightmare holding him back, sounding more like a croak than a question. ]
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[ A noise at the back of his throat gets tangled up with a sharp intake of breath that sounds more like a wheezing sound, pathetic and urgent all at once. Again, he tries to force out words stuck in his throat, but his voice has been stolen, and even if it hadn't no words could ever convey the agony of hearing that confession from someone who once died in his arms.
Blood. So much blood. Was this his blood?! He looks to Allen looking devastated at the image conjured up in his mind of a body growing cold in his arms. The heat of blue flames entangled with his own, turning him to ash. His throat tightens at the memory and he engulfs Allen in a one-armed hug, refusing to let go of his hand. He clings to it just like he clings to Allen afraid to let go and watch him crumble to ash. ]
Wat
[ Eyes squeezed shut, holding onto him beneath the blood moon, he pushes past the nightmare holding him back, sounding more like a croak than a question. ]
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