[Maybe next time it'll be different.]
I'm sorry, Allen. I don't like poking around in people's heads, but it was either go in or he'd force me.
[But now... Now he had mostly gotten past his rage with Fourteenth's death, with the end of the war in his own home. Other ones didn't bother him as much now because he knew he had sanctuary in his own home when he went there. Let them do what they liked to him in the DR, it wouldn't go home with him, he'd just carry on.
Chase takes a deep breath, both hands now moving to wrap around him protectively as he lets it out.] I don't know... He doesn't come out all that often. I'll protect you as best I can, Allen. I promise.
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