[He has his hood pulled up and his hands tucked in the pockets of his raincoat, head tucked down to keep the rain from his eyes. When he spots her, he calls out her name and makes his way over.
His heart's thumping away in his chest, but he's doing his damnedest to appear calm. Don't worry, don't worry, everything will be fine.
He doesn't know what she knows, what she's been told...]
[Her hood is down and she is suitably soaked, though shivers have not yet come to claim her. The rain has drained the colour from her- no, that's not quite it.]
He said he'd told you why you were placed beneath his supervision.
[ and here, she turns fully towards him, her lower lip jutting ]
But Allen- I don't care about that. [ lies, but the rain washes away most of the guilt ] Inspector Leverrier is- he's definitely planning something, he never does anything without the goals of the Vatican in mind.
[Does she really not care-? He has a difficult time believing she wouldn't, if she knew the reasons why...
He's being monitored because he's hosting a Noah - because the Order would surely be leery and distrustful of an enemy sleeping in their midst; as much as he hates it, he's been forced to accept that it's the treatment he'll be greeted with, when he returns home. But is there more to it, are they really planning something? And aren't they talking about Inspector Link?]
He brushes the question aside before he can ask. It's not important right now, he'll find out later. He meets her eyes, and the mask he wears is smooth, uncreased. A practiced poker-face.]
[Since he's not sure he wants to brave to see...whatever Allen's doing in his room, he's just going to leave a voice message...from his own bedroom. He probably should have done this earlier, but you know, got distracted with all the other stuff going on]
Hey Allen, it's Kaneis. I have a favor to ask- it's nothing big, promise!
Oh, just- if you're in the apartment and some guy with long red hair and glasses named Richer comes by looking for me- make sure not to let him in, okay? Or just...not tell him anything about me.
I dunno, I didn't get all the details. I think it's something about believing taking my crystal would either save our world or bring back his dead friend? One of those two.
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