He was a bastard, you know? [ He glances over at Shouto as he says it, ironically no bite in his tone. Just calm and honest eyes as he folds his hands into his lap. ] An absolute demon of a man. He drank, had too many lovers, a disagreeable temper, bad morality, spent all of his time in gentlemen's clubs, and had no sense of responsibility with money...
[ And yet -- he pauses. His expression softening a little for a moment. ]
...but he used to make me this really salty stew sometimes, to try and get me to eat when I didn't want to. It was terrible.
[ Another pause. Clear-eyed, as his chin tips back and he regards Shouto for a moment. ]
I miss that.
[ It's because you make him sentimental or something. Or are hard to lie to -- and thus make it hard to lie to himself. Or Allen's own feelings have mellowed and become more sentimental with time. Possibly all of the above. It'd almost be annoying, honestly, if it was anyone else. ]
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He was a bastard, you know? [ He glances over at Shouto as he says it, ironically no bite in his tone. Just calm and honest eyes as he folds his hands into his lap. ] An absolute demon of a man. He drank, had too many lovers, a disagreeable temper, bad morality, spent all of his time in gentlemen's clubs, and had no sense of responsibility with money...
[ And yet -- he pauses. His expression softening a little for a moment. ]
...but he used to make me this really salty stew sometimes, to try and get me to eat when I didn't want to. It was terrible.
[ Another pause. Clear-eyed, as his chin tips back and he regards Shouto for a moment. ]
I miss that.
[ It's because you make him sentimental or something. Or are hard to lie to -- and thus make it hard to lie to himself. Or Allen's own feelings have mellowed and become more sentimental with time. Possibly all of the above. It'd almost be annoying, honestly, if it was anyone else. ]