[In a sunny, summer courtyard, there is a shirtless Allen (supposedly) snoozing under a cherry tree. He's laying on his stomach, arms wrapped around a pile of blood-red cloaks in a makeshift pillow. For the most part, he looks like he could be any other Allen, save for the elongated, twin scars on his shoulder blades
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Low whistle] You can even tell who it is when you're napping. That's handy.
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[Rolls over onto his back and picking up a feather to brush over his own lip.]
So long as I feel like answering~♡
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What's going to happen to him?
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Must everyone assume something bad is going to happen to him? If I didn't know better, I'd say he was happier this way~♩
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[Scowls at the last part, as well as any Kanda could] Allen's not a quitter. He wouldn't want to lie down and die if he still had friends in this world that still wanted and needed him.
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... and he hardly recognizes his La~vi~ as anything more than just a hallucination.
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And just why do you care, Bookman Junior~?
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The name's Lavi. And I care because he's my friend.
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[And since Lavi hasn't pulled away, he just turns the other's chin in one direction, and then another, as if inspecting a horse at auction.]
Mmm~ you're too trusting. Do you realize how easy it would be to snap your neck right now~♡?
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[Clenches his teeth so the Fourteenth may feel his jaw tightening, but otherwise he just rolls with the movement]
Very easily. I also know it would be very boring, and that just doesn't seem your style.
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My, my. You know everything, don't you?
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I actually know very little. But toying with their food seems to be a trait that everyone in the Family enjoys.
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