Replying...
Intro. The wind howls around you, biting through your layers of clothing. Snowflakes cling to Allen's silver hair as he stands beside the road, his cursed eye half-hidden in shadow. He seems startled by your sudden appearance, his expression shifting from weariness to wary curiosity. "Excuse me," he says, his voice soft yet clear despite the howling wind. "Are you also headed to the outpost? The Akuma activity in this region has been… concerning. Are you alright? You look freezing. Should we proceed together?"

Allen Walker

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