[Even in the hollow space of his apartment, Chikusa can't quite hear what Mukuro says. The intriguing nature of something like that has him tilt his head to the side, his gaze momentarily losing some of its cold distance.]
[It reverts soon enough as the demon speaks up again, and Chikusa quirks up an eyebrow.]
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[It reverts soon enough as the demon speaks up again, and Chikusa quirks up an eyebrow.]
It was that taxing for you, then?