[ Bullshit you're 'okay', Allen's used that line enough to know how it can be untrue as much as true. While his expression remains concerned and unconvinced though, he also doesn't push it. Your hand... it was warm -- warmed he now realizes -- but is almost cold now. Like before.
He worries at the inside of his lip slightly, and takes a moment to lace their fingers instead. Delicately, very delicately, even if there's nothing sharp about his fingers in this form. His own left hand a touch on the side of unnaturally warm, and holding the other boy's cold one lightly as if that might help make a difference.
And he doesn't care a whit about what other people are doing right now, no. ]
Shouto... [ He pauses. Leans in a little in earnest. ]
Do you remember what we first promised when you found me on the beach?
[ Amends. That you'd help him, and he'd let you. ]
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He worries at the inside of his lip slightly, and takes a moment to lace their fingers instead. Delicately, very delicately, even if there's nothing sharp about his fingers in this form. His own left hand a touch on the side of unnaturally warm, and holding the other boy's cold one lightly as if that might help make a difference.
And he doesn't care a whit about what other people are doing right now, no. ]
Shouto... [ He pauses. Leans in a little in earnest. ]
Do you remember what we first promised when you found me on the beach?
[ Amends. That you'd help him, and he'd let you. ]