My Past, Our Future

Lessons..?

Everyone in the room watched Allen to see what would happen next, but Allen remained silent. The first to notice any differences was Bookman because of how he was staring at him. Allen's body seemed to have stiffened up slightly, his hands clutched at the covers with enough force that his knuckles were turning white, and his eyes glazed over turning into a dull sort of gray rather than their original lush silver.

Lavi soon after, for he was trained by the old man quite well how to read other peoples body language and emotions. The transformation shocked him a little because it showed that the boy in front of him had been through more than they suspected.

The last to take notice was Kanda, for he knew how a person looked when they remembering something they wished to forget. He knew it well because he saw it looking back at him in the mirror every morning. It was a look that said how ashamed a person was of themselves but had resigned themselves to their fate of misfortune.

Suddenly as if nothing had happened, Allen blinked and said, "Ma-ma-ter-er?" turning his head to the side as if questioning the meaning of the word. Fortunately for Allen, Lenalee decided that now was a good time to stop. Why? Because they all needed to process what they had ingested into their minds, but also for the unknown boy named Allen. Even if he had been asleep for a month now he would easily become tired from his new surroundings.

"Now, now, calm down. We can discuss this some other time. Remember he still needs rest and he's not getting it with us here. Though I do think some one should stay by his side so that if he needs help he'll have it." Allen flinched as she used the same words as Mana had so long ago, while the others understood that she was asking some one to make sure he did not get into anything or that he was not a spy of some sort.

With that said most of then headed to the door leaving only Bookman, Komui, and Lavi with Allen. Bookman remained standing while talking to Komui about how they should proceed with gathering information from the boy. Komui stood next to him by the doorway, while Lavi made himself comfortable in s chair by the bed and leaning back. all the while smiling brightly at Allen.

Allen was a bit confused when everyone began to leave the room but understood more when only the three were left. though he was no genius, Allen was more than a 150 years old. The older two of the three men began to talk while the goofy red-headed one sat beside him grinning like an idiot.

Taking his chance to learning more about them and maybe... just, maybe, learn to be able to speak and communicate in their language though their dialects were different.

"Lav-eee."

Looking at the boy Lavi sat the chair down and leaned forward instead of back."Ah...Ya need something little buddy?!" His smile never leaving his face.

Okay, he got his attention, now how would he be able to get Lavi to help him communicate. "La-veee. Du Lerrien? Du Blicht?" After saying this he made hand gestures to symbolize learning and writing. Allen hoped that Lavi would understand.