Who knows, although it seems I can say that an inability to understand sarcasm is.
[Don't pull that shit with him, Mukuro, he has as much time for it as he did the first time you bothered him: zero.]
[Those other words draw him back into silence however, and Chikusa continues to pick at his food to hide his uncertainty. How can he respond? It's the same words the demon had been telling him since their first meeting... That he's special, unique in some way. It's nothing but hubris to believe him... Wistful thinking, even, that someone thinks like that. But...]
[From beneath his bangs, Chikusa glances up at him. He's here, in the body of a human not possessed and having searched him out again. The demon even knows that he's moved out from his old apartment. What can he say to that?]
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[Don't pull that shit with him, Mukuro, he has as much time for it as he did the first time you bothered him: zero.]
[Those other words draw him back into silence however, and Chikusa continues to pick at his food to hide his uncertainty. How can he respond? It's the same words the demon had been telling him since their first meeting... That he's special, unique in some way. It's nothing but hubris to believe him... Wistful thinking, even, that someone thinks like that. But...]
[From beneath his bangs, Chikusa glances up at him. He's here, in the body of a human not possessed and having searched him out again. The demon even knows that he's moved out from his old apartment. What can he say to that?]
...I'm still very young...