You know how to make a demon feel special, Chikusa Kakimoto.

[It was said dryly enough, Mukuro's mouth pulling downwards slightly, and he turned his attention back to the cabinets, debating on continuing to make tea. How long would he linger here after he'd received his reward? Perhaps it was best to leave soon, before the priest started asking too many questions.]

But you've tried, haven't you priest? You wouldn't have lasted so long, otherwise.

[He poked his head out from the kitchen, smirking victoriously.]

If that's all, I'll take my leave.