[It had definitely looked like storming off, and being the diva that he was, Mukuro should be able to recognize it. Still, he had already opened his mouth and made an error. He could learn to be quiet. For now, at least.
He'd allow Chikusa Kakimoto to sulk in silence until the salads came out, and Mukuro was going to start eating. And gently nudging his foot against the priest's, but who was keeping track?]
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He'd allow Chikusa Kakimoto to sulk in silence until the salads came out, and Mukuro was going to start eating. And gently nudging his foot against the priest's, but who was keeping track?]