Something whispered at the back of Allen's mind. It haden't occured to him that the mental link between the twins would have any long lasting effects, but he did now have the sudden urge to grasp one of Blaine's tentacles. It was a gentle, warm hold compared to the cold flesh. The state of the creature made him choke, much to the suprize of the other staff. ~I am here, Blaine. Everything is going to be alright.~ was all he could muster.