[Okay but he's totally fine with wasting that salad that definitely was not going to be filling and leave Mukuro to deal with them both? Rude.]

You never know, priest. Times are changing.

[Would his being trapped in a mortal body bring out his enemies? Of course it would. It just was a question of when or how quickly. He wasn't defenseless, not by a long shot, but his priest, well.

He propped his chin up with the palm of his hand, smirking softly.]

At least wait until the salad comes out. Then you're free to storm off.