veridiansoulwrites:

“Allen, if you keep tapping your foot like that I’m going to rip it off. You’re fine, just calm down already.” Lavi said with a sigh from where he was laying on a bench upside down, reading a book that Bookman had sent with him. They had been on the train for approximately 15 minutes and the redhead hadn’t gotten passed five pages due to Allen’s incessant tapping. “If you keep thinking about it you’ll give yourself symptoms.”

Allen hadn’t even noticed his foot tapping, and with a quiet apology he stopped.

“I know… its just hard to not worry after all the weird things we’ve seen Komui’s potions do…” Allen said. “And there isn’t really anything else to distract me from thinking about it.” He had already read through the mission documents, and he hadn’t had the foresight to pack a book, thinking Lavi would chat the whole time as he usually did when Bookman wasn’t around to supervise.

“I think I’m gonna go grab a snack from the dining car, I’m hungry.” He said, standing up and heading for the door of the compartment.