[ For a moment, Link will hear all of Allen's thoughts stop instantly, drowning out in ambient sound. He pulls his lips off of him to look up at Link, shocked. Then, all at once, the ocean of noise comes back, full force.
Wait, don't put your hand there, I want to hear more. That sound was so pretty. That is what angels should sound like. Link, Li, my bird, my bird, my bird, my bird... Church bells have nothing on this. Please let me hear it again. I love you.
And he's reaching his Innocence up to attempt to coax Link's hand away from his mouth. Not pulling really, just gently curling around his wrist. ]
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Date: 2026-04-07 12:21 am (UTC)Wait, don't put your hand there, I want to hear more.
That sound was so pretty. That is what angels should sound like.
Link, Li, my bird, my bird, my bird, my bird...
Church bells have nothing on this. Please let me hear it again.
I love you.
And he's reaching his Innocence up to attempt to coax Link's hand away from his mouth. Not pulling really, just gently curling around his wrist. ]