My, my, you've gotten more prickly in my absence, priest. Who's been teaching you such tricks?

[If he thought much of the jab, Mukuro didn't show it, mouth curved upwards slightly.

If anything, it was that completely telling silence after that throwaway comment that made enduring such barbs worthwhile. It seemed as if the priest truly wanted to believe him, even with knowing better and knowing the nature of demons. It was interesting to watch play out, and Mukuro kept his gaze on the priest's through the window's reflection.]

Are you saying you'll get better with age?