[ He assures him, not quite sure how to address that last request. It seems out of place; odd. Like his expression: quiet, soft, and sad. His shoulders slump and Shouto shakes him a little growing worried. ]
... Allen?
[ Why does he look so sad when he smiles?
Promise me...
His thoughts cease before they have a chance to fully form, caught up by his momentum the more he speaks.
When the world feels dark, it can help to have something to look forward to.
Oh...
Touched by the sentiment, he lets go of his shoulder and steps back to really look at him. Not the holy cloak or demon hand. Cursed eye. Or anything else about him that fools the senses including that smile.
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... Allen?
[ Why does he look so sad when he smiles?
Promise me...
His thoughts cease before they have a chance to fully form, caught up by his momentum the more he speaks.
When the world feels dark, it can help to have something to look forward to.
Oh...
Touched by the sentiment, he lets go of his shoulder and steps back to really look at him. Not the holy cloak or demon hand. Cursed eye. Or anything else about him that fools the senses including that smile.
Locking eyes with him, he answers. ] I promise.