[Now that wasn't a response Mukuro was expecting. Obediently, he took a piece of toast, surprised that the priest had made one for him as well, raising an eyebrow at that confession.]
Don't think that this discussion is over, priest.
[But he would allow him to retreat for now, getting up from his stool, slathering jam onto the piece of toast. He came to stand by the priest, smirking at him from beneath his lashes.]
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Don't think that this discussion is over, priest.
[But he would allow him to retreat for now, getting up from his stool, slathering jam onto the piece of toast. He came to stand by the priest, smirking at him from beneath his lashes.]
Keep your Saturday free.