[His own value in the eyes of other people is very low in his head. He's grown up being nothing to them but a temporary face, a tool to be used. In some ways he's not used to being worth something to someone else, wanted, in different ways yes, but not valuable otherwise.
Each time he does something like this, the things in relationships that he's unfamiliar with, Allen can expect a blush. The last time Allen saw him blush was on his birthday when he got that forehead kiss.]
He's comin back, 's slow. 've been wantin ta put'im closer ta my room so I ken keep an eye on'im. 've told'im 'bout Seren this time 'round. Still refuses ta call me "Hunter" though.
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