[Jr.]
Thank you...for all the help, Jr. Even if you say thanks isn't necessary.
[a pause]
When you have time...there's something I'd like to ask.
[Alexstrasza]
I heard that you were...that you were part of the loss.
[a pause]
I know that there's..not much I can say that would alleviate the pain you must be in now. But...if you ever need someone to talk to...I can listen, truly. Ah- even if I'm sure you have other people you would...
[Is feeling more and more embarrassed that he thought this was a good idea...]
Ah- sorry!
[Master]
[this one is written. He knows Cross is still unconscious, but...there's still a chance he'll read the journal]
Master.
I don't know if you'll see this when you wake up, but..
If you plan on saying any sort of thing to me like an apology...
Please refrain yourself.
[House Filter]
[Long after all those discussions are done with and Allen had spent the rest of the day helping out victims in the city, he heads back to the house in the city. It's been a long tiring day, but it'll be nice to come back to relax for the rest of the evening. But as he steps into the door way...he notices something is incredibly off. ]
[This place smells like food. Not the sort of food you get from take out, but the smell that you get when someone is cooking. Odder still when he thought only Arthur was home...then again he could have been wrong and gotten people's schedules messed up. Still, very cautiously as if he expects a group of ninja burglars or an axe murderer to appear]
Anyone home?