“Yea, but I didn’t. And neither did you, which is what counts.“ (Yes, of course! You’re playing Lavi?)
“It’s not!” Lavi bit out, hands curling into fists tight enough to bleed the color from his knuckles. His life mattered. Allen’s life mattered—to him, at the very least—even if the younger boy was too much of a martyr to understand that and Lavi had dedicated too much of his own life to succeeding the old panda to make him. “Do you have to be so reckless all the damn time?!”
(Yay~ And of course~)
“There wasn’t any other way, Lavi! I couldn’t just let that Akuma hit you!” He understood why Lavi was mad, but he at least wanted Lavi to understand why he had jumped into that Akuma attack. Allen had gotten some nasty cuts and bruises, but the attack would have likely taken Lavi’s life.
“I had a higher chance of survival, Lavi… I can survive the virus, and Crown Clown can block attacks, and even if I got badly hurt, my innocence has patched me up before…”
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