Allen laughed at the creature’s actions, but upon being touched by the tongue the boy finally understood that this place he and the creature stood in was real. A fear gripped into him, yet passed quickly when he thought things through a little more. Somehow he’d ended up in this spot. He didn’t remember anything about coming here so that meant he must have been brought here while he’d been sleeping. There had to be an explanation for all of this! Why was he here? How could he end up in a spot like this in the span of only one night? It didn’t make any sense!
“I was taken from my home. All my friends will be wondering where I am. Teacher will be so upset! They’ll all be so upset! How did this happen? Why did it happen?”
He did sound panicked but it seemed like he was more concerned with the others rather than worrying about himself all too much. Then all of a sudden all forms of emotion vanished as Allen started to put together some abnormal thoughts for someone of his age. It was scary how emotionless he became in that moment.
“Is it a bad thing if I’m gone though? No one will miss me. I only got to the facility about a month ago. Perhaps it’s better if I’m away from them, that way I’m not a bother. Yes, it is better for them! Why didn’t I think of that before? It makes so much sense! If I’m here then I can’t be causing trouble for anyone! That’s so much better isn’t it? I can be here and disappear! No needs to worry about me anymore ever!”
Allen kept saying these sorts of things over and over and showed no sign of stopping. He even started to pace back and forth before finally going to the beast and running into them. That seemed to knock the boy out of his stupor and back to reality. The boy then patted the beast’s hide on instinct as if asking for some help.
The toriko had drawn back and allowed the small child to speak of his worries and bothers, listening as intently as a primal creature who couldn’t yet comprehend the other’s words such as himself could. As the other spoke, he found himself wishing that he could understand their words. He wished to help, but, frustratingly enough, couldn’t make head or tails of what they uttered. They looked to be in a poor, fast-declining mental state -- this bothered him considerably.
He found himself heavily concerned by their self-deprecation. He himself could self-deprecate at times, but it was never on such a level that it affected him the way the boy was being affected by his own words. He didn’t quite believe in himself to be able to do some things -- such as, in his current state, fighting with another toriko... but he didn’t think that it was the same sort of disbelief in one’s self.
Finally deciding to react to the child’s babbling, having had enough of hearing it spout endlessly out of his own personal hero, he leaned his head down to their height, shut his eyes tightly, and began to brush his fur against the other in a soothing motion, gentle so as not to cause the other to tumble backwards. The purring never ceased, and he continued to smother Allen in his happier pheromones. He began to softly nudge them, trying to disrupt them out of whatever metaphorical hole he had fallen into.
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