[ Another message pops up on the holographic screen projected by the bat-like golem's single eye, and, without realizing he can still be heard, Allen's immediate response is an uncharitable grumbling thought to the tune of: ]
[ There's a mental flailing that probably comes through as a jumble of images and sounds. It has a similar effect as seeing someone practically jump out of their skin with surprise.
[ Teneka works with images and the like, which makes this transformation seem quite a bit like the smooth, still surface of shocked denial begin to bubble and roil with something else entirely.
[ There's a betrayed hurt that runs right along certain concepts, like abandonment, things that Cross could identify because he knows Allen, even if he won't say a thing because he's like that.
But the image of Timcampy chained to a cold cell floor is hurled back in Cross' face like a fist. ]
[ There's an image so brief it might have been missed, if not for the fact that a mind is quicker than the eye; a broken window, the sill covered in blood. Allen very swiftly steers his thoughts in another direction, which isn't difficult, considering what he learns from him: ]
How--
[ Don't think he missed that, Cross. ]
You knew his name? And you never thought to tell us, Master?!
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Fat lot of good that does me.
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And then.
Carefully.
Allen thinks about a plate of mitarashi dango. ]
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...WAIT. ]
Couldn't be.
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And an absolutely dreadful one. ]
Wake up, wake up, wake up!
[ Because no way is Cross here. That's just--he's hallucinating, just like he must have dreamed up this whole weird city, he's just back in that cell!
...Oh god, what if there really was something in that rice?! ]
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[ Teneka works with images and the like, which makes this transformation seem quite a bit like the smooth, still surface of shocked denial begin to bubble and roil with something else entirely.
Anger. ]
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But the image of Timcampy chained to a cold cell floor is hurled back in Cross' face like a fist. ]
You left!
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[ Leaving behind a message, like some kind of last request, just a pile of questions and the wreckage for them to clean up! ]
Everyone thought you died!
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How--
[ Don't think he missed that, Cross. ]
You knew his name? And you never thought to tell us, Master?!
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