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[Is that blood? Why yes, yes it is. A lot of it

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Calm, but he also might ramble about things he normally wouldn't. It's a drunk sort of feeling, really. He blinks at her, taking a bit longer to process the words.]

... flowers.

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[He's been good about not telling anyone, honest.]

... he told me he sees them.

[And for a moment, he forgets that she isn't that Kanda, and so he gives her a look that would seems to ask if she seems them too.]

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[Why else would he tell an Allen~? He nods and lets his head fall back.]

... don't know why he sees them.

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Why?

[Why'd it happen?]

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He wanted to show 'her'.

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[And.... cue some nonsensical talking. Allen's got a lot on his mind.]

He doesn't seem them on me. But I hear music all the time.

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[Very creepy. Don't tell him that, he might end up trying to claw at his forehead to get it off.]

Piano. All the time. Just like he sees the flowers.