[Well, he could see that coming. So he'll allow it (somewhat grudgingly) for as long as it takes Break to reach the shoulder, before pulling away.
Like when Break had hit it with his sword, under his (clown) sleeve, Allen's arm feels harder than a normal person's. Like it's something almost vaguely metallic, pretending to be skin. His hand's got weird bumps and ridges on it, too; but his shoulder's completely normal. And there's no seam, or any such indication that his arm might be able to detach at any point.]
I'm sorry for worrying you...
[He hadn't expected this kind of concern from somebody who'd insisted on swinging a sword at him a few minutes ago, though.]
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Like when Break had hit it with his sword, under his (clown) sleeve, Allen's arm feels harder than a normal person's. Like it's something almost vaguely metallic, pretending to be skin. His hand's got weird bumps and ridges on it, too; but his shoulder's completely normal. And there's no seam, or any such indication that his arm might be able to detach at any point.]
I'm sorry for worrying you...
[He hadn't expected this kind of concern from somebody who'd insisted on swinging a sword at him a few minutes ago, though.]