Allen's laugh was a mix of a chuckle and a cough as his eyes rolled sheepishly. "I ah... I tried to kiss her." Allen pulled a cramped, careful arm to his forehead and very gently pressed his hand against the tendril. ~Calm, Elaine. Allen needs Elaine to be calm. This may be hard to understand, but know that whatever I tell you, Allen is not mad at Elaine.~<br/><br/>There was a pause as Allen sorted his thoughts. ~Allen is not alright. Elaine hurt Allen's body. His body is easy to hurt but his heart knows, he scared Elaine, and is sorry. Allen does not want to leave Elaine. Another doctor will fix Allen.~