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[sightlessclown]

[You might hear the sound of heavy, rasping breaths and stumbling feet before you see the person the sounds are coming from; Allen looks like he's been running for a while and has been forced by exhaustion to slow to a walk, though he's still hurrying along. He's holding his cane tightly in his right hand as usual - but his left is clamped tightly

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because i forgot

[serenelogic]

...?

[Cccccurious. What's up with the blind Walker?]

What happened, Mr. Walker?

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[sightlessclown]

[starts a little at Kanda's voice. His choice of wording makes it fairly apparent which one he is, and Allen winces a little inwardly. This is one of the ones he saw in Rhode's nightmare...]

Someone... ah, it's a long story. [tries to smile, but he's sniffling a bit, so it's not at all convincing]

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[serenelogic]

I have nothing else to do today. If you so require, we can find a place to sit and have something to drink. You do not look well.

[Kanda probably won't be taking no for an answer.]

[sightlessclown]

[probably a good thing, because Allen's really not in much state to be alone right now. He nods slowly]

That... sounds good. Thanks, Kanda...

[serenelogic]

Of course. There is a cafeteria a few meters away that I think will suffice.

[Well, he's not alone, so. Kanda gently touches his shoulder so that Allen knows where he is.]

[sightlessclown]

[that gentle touch makes Allen smile just a little in spite of everything]

Okay, good. [hesitates, then takes Kanda's arm so Kanda can guide him]

[serenelogic]

[Kanda leads him off, walking slow enough that Allen won't trip, but not too slow. It really isn't that far, after all.]

Here we are.

[sightlessclown]

[when Kanda guides him to the nearest empty table he sits down gratefully, folding his arms on the table and putting his head down on them]