The universe. Something that even the gods could be powerless too. Hardly a comforting thought at all, though, the more Allen would listen to Quelt speak, the more he felt a sense that somehow things were, somehow, going to made right. The brute would be silent again, his dark gaze fixed upon the younger wolf, watching, listening, and seeing a familiar spark the male could not help but feel a slight smile want to tug at the corners of his mouth. The tears would indeed fall, but that smile would break though. Quelt was truly with them. He would feel something in his spirit flicker again. That spark of hope willing itself to life. At the end of it all, even though the tears, Allen could help but let out a soft laugh.
He couldn't help but look through the blurriness in amazement at this wolf. "You are so much like my sister... by those words you spoke... It was almost as if I could hear her again." He would lower his head, closing his eyes as he shook his head, that light smile still playing at his lips. "It's decided then, isn't it?" The question was to himself, and Allen would open his eyes, meeting Quelt's gaze.
"I can't give up, and I won't. I will stand besides you, Quelt. Even if we must take on the universe ourselves... my loyalty is pledged." The male could feel some weight taken off his shoulders. He didn't need to carry it alone. They could all share each other's burdens. "I am proud to call you my family." He would add softly, sincerity in both his quiet tone and gaze.
"Speech", 'Thought'
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