he knows. there are things that beyond his control-- that beyond his reach to HELP. yet-- yet, it was a bad habit;; an urge to take all the responsibility over his shoulders. like there wasn’t enough already...    every Akuma he didn’t manage to set free, every human that fell victim, his friends’ suffering... how was he supposed to handle it all?           Allen couldn’t.    he would stand there;; violet hues staring up to what used to be a house-- now burned to ashes and coal, and the young exorcist couldn’t BRING himself to think of the poor family trapped inside. all because of a mindless MONSTER, a puppet for what others call ‘The Greater Purpose’.        ❝ Link, I.... ❞    he shudders, fingers of his human hand running against the dark of his innocence.        ❝ I could’ve saved them. they could’ve been alive now, if I got here faster. ❞                                                            I failed as an exorcist.

“Oh, um...thank you.” Taking the extra jacket he slowly sets it on his shoulders before looking up at the sky, underneath his umbrella. “It’s raining harder than yesterday. The garden should be doing much better after this...”

SCOFFS

//*Chuckles.* Yeah.

Pretends to not notice you.

❝ Only if you want to.                Best to act on what you want. ❞