[ Avoidance being a hallmark trait among the men of the Order or not, you're the one who brought it up Link! As if Allen can say he's glad to see you too until he understands what happened. You might still be a ghost that's haunting him, after all.
But that doesn't quite... track, that answer. Even if Central has always been an enigma to Allen and something he doesn't really understand, other than he fears it the most as an enemy because it's where Apocryphos hid, and who knows who else truly makes up its ranks if it was part of it. Also, he failed so he was... basically set free? That really doesn't track. "Are you still with the Order then?" he kind of wants to ask, but... doesn't want to risk the answer, either. Link's not wearing any uniform or sigil, and he said he wasn't there to bring him back to the Order.
Is that enough of an answer for now? He's not one to press without reason. Though did that mean he had become a fugitive too? But at whose interest, because that's a big cover up, announcing he's dead when he isn't, and a big risk to whoever did that. Inspector Lvellie...? But it hardly seemed like something that man would do...
But he doesn't know. Doesn't know any of it, that all feels so far over his head it's kind of laughable just because that feels so par for the course and he actually—
He actually laughs gently after a moment. Faint and so very bitterly humorless, like that's just one more nail in his soul. Pretty and almost delicate with his voice, and somehow very chilling to hear as well. Haha, that's really... really... ]
I'm sorry. [ It's soft, though a little creaky like his throat is tight. And he rubs at his eyes for a moment before keeping them on the night sky above them as they walk along. ] I'm sorry, I want to say it's good to see you too, Link. I really do, but I—
[ Haha... He can't even talk about this without his voice beginning to crack. And the corner of his mouth curls for a moment in a humorless sort of smile, like "I really am an idiot." ]
...It's because of me you were even in that situation to begin with. [ And he means that he doesn't feel like he has the right to be glad.
Though his face feels a bit cold and he figures it's the night air, only to realizes it's because the tracks of tears there have begun to cool. ]
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But that doesn't quite... track, that answer. Even if Central has always been an enigma to Allen and something he doesn't really understand, other than he fears it the most as an enemy because it's where Apocryphos hid, and who knows who else truly makes up its ranks if it was part of it. Also, he failed so he was... basically set free? That really doesn't track. "Are you still with the Order then?" he kind of wants to ask, but... doesn't want to risk the answer, either. Link's not wearing any uniform or sigil, and he said he wasn't there to bring him back to the Order.
Is that enough of an answer for now? He's not one to press without reason. Though did that mean he had become a fugitive too? But at whose interest, because that's a big cover up, announcing he's dead when he isn't, and a big risk to whoever did that. Inspector Lvellie...? But it hardly seemed like something that man would do...
But he doesn't know. Doesn't know any of it, that all feels so far over his head it's kind of laughable just because that feels so par for the course and he actually—
He actually laughs gently after a moment. Faint and so very bitterly humorless, like that's just one more nail in his soul. Pretty and almost delicate with his voice, and somehow very chilling to hear as well. Haha, that's really... really... ]
I'm sorry. [ It's soft, though a little creaky like his throat is tight. And he rubs at his eyes for a moment before keeping them on the night sky above them as they walk along. ] I'm sorry, I want to say it's good to see you too, Link. I really do, but I—
[ Haha... He can't even talk about this without his voice beginning to crack. And the corner of his mouth curls for a moment in a humorless sort of smile, like "I really am an idiot." ]
...It's because of me you were even in that situation to begin with. [ And he means that he doesn't feel like he has the right to be glad.
Though his face feels a bit cold and he figures it's the night air, only to realizes it's because the tracks of tears there have begun to cool. ]