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[promisedlotus]

[On this particular day, Kanda's wandering into a rather boring and standard Dressing Room hallway. There's no telling which wing it is, at the moment, and it seems Kanda can't figure it out right away either

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[tothelastbreath]

[Have an Allen rounding the corner ahead of you. His cheeks match yours, but it's probably hard to tell when they're stuffed to their limits with food. He has a whole bag of meat buns in one arm, and is just. Methodically stuffing his face. Non-stop.]

...

[Oh great, it's you―]

[tothelastbreath]

[―except you didn't look like this at that accursed tea party, so you've probably been back to Nesreca―]

[tothelastbreath]

[―which technically makes this the first time he's seen you since Lenalee disappeared and everything went to shit. Oh boy.]

DONE

[tothelastbreath]

[Around his mouthful of food:]

Mmmph mmf mmph?

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[promisedlotus]

[You've got to be kidding me. Talking with a mouth full of food, Allen? Why would you ever―]

[promisedlotus]

[―except he totally would. God, such a pig.]

DONE

[promisedlotus]

Don't talk with your mouth full, sprout. It's disgusting.

[tothelastbreath]

[What Allen really wants to do is get himself somewhere private to cry over you and Alma. What he actually does is glare at you sideways, like it causes him actual, physical pain to look at your face.]

Mmmphllen.

[Lalala nothing's wrong, business as usual etc. Chews, swallows, let's try that again.]

You went back?

[promisedlotus]

Tch. Unlike you. Not that anything ever goes on there. [Except Noah business.]

[tothelastbreath]

I've been back, this place only brought me here two weeks ago.

[And frowns harder at you, because something did kind of happen, and now he's not sure what... time... you're from. Nesreca time. God, this is confusing.]

[promisedlotus]

[...Stop that you're acting like Sheryl.]

What.

[tothelastbreath]

[Allen has no idea who that is, apart from some seriously distorted information supplied by his fake memories of Credinta.]

[so very flatly] It's just good to see you again. Is my earcuff still with you?

[promisedlotus]

[So Tyki has this creepy ass brother, right? He's a chick here. And likes to toy with the Kandas.

Ear cu--oh right.] Keep your pants on. [Digging in his pocket and takes it out, tossing it at.]

[tothelastbreath]

[...He likes the Credinta version sliiiightly better.

Great, that means you're post-Noah-possession. How very awkward. Allen catches the earcuff, stuffs it in a pocket, and tosses a meat bun back at you. Nesreca's made him a lot more willing to share food ― or anything that isn't conversation, really ― with you.]

[promisedlotus]

[He'll wordlessly catch the bun, glance at it, and take a bit, all without saying a word. It's almost like they regressed or something. Maybe. Possibly.]

[tothelastbreath]

[Awkward silence is go, then. Allen's content to keep stuffing his face in its name, but he'll slant a look your way after a while and utter a simple:]

Kitchen?