“Yea, but I didn’t. And neither did you, which is what counts.“ (Yes, of course! You’re playing Lavi?)
Lavi was surprised to hear that Allen had a similar tale, recounting what had happened at the Ark when Lavi’s hammer had broken. It occurred to him that he never told him of how he challenged Tyki afterwards in Edo and gotten his ass kicked. Hell, he’d probably be dead if the Noah hadn’t been playing with him.
Allen suggested that it was selfish—and Lavi agreed. It was selfish of Allen to throw himself into danger to protect him so he wouldn’t have to feel that way. It was selfish of him to criticize him for it because at the end of the day, they wanted the same thing: The other’s safety.
The gentle upward curve of his lips told him—and Allen—that the anger pulsing through his body was rapidly fading. “Yeah well, ya kinda did save me, ‘Sprout—now and then.”
He reached around, clapped a hand on his friend’s back and motioned for him to start walking, to head back towards the inn they were staying at until this mission reached completion. Upset or not, he’d make going over Allen’s cuts and scratches his priority now, making sure none were too deep, keeping them clean.
“Ya know, I challenged Curly after I thought he killed you,” Lavi said, words punctuated by a soft laugh meant to ward away the tension between them. “He kicked my ass.”
Allen followed Lavi with a small smile.
“I would say that was really stupid, because it was, but I attacked the Earl when I thought you had died. Cross saved me from falling myself, actually. Because he needed me to get out, of course, but if he hadn’t… you all would have died there…” Now that he thought about it, his behavior did seem incredibly reckless, but it wasn’t like he had known that he could control the Ark at the time.