[As Mukuro speaks, Chikusa draws in further in onto himself. His clutched hands draw a little closer, and his shoulders pull in a little further.]

[What else can he say?]

I know.

[A slow deep breath that only shakes somewhat.]

But you lied when you knew I wouldn't go along with that encounter otherwise. What else am I supposed to call it?

...I'm not going to let you have a chance again. Simple as that. That's what happens when you lie- everything else becomes suspect. You had the odds against you from the start.