[...Oh. Hilariously enough- at least for anyone who wasn't Chikusa- the very idea of what Mukukro might be imagining has him freeze. That hadn't occurred to him before, but it's the kind of thing a demon might do, isn't it? To just sit there, purring in that delectable- deplorable voice of his all the things Chikusa most certainly didn't draw. He'd even have fun with it.]
[Horrifying.]
...Please don't.
[Really. Please.]
[The next subject is still a bit weird to him, like so many of the things Mukuro fixates on, but Chikusa lets himself be led down it in preference to talking about the sketchbook.]
It's still mostly warm... But a few times. When it's been cold enough.
[He's not sure how he feels about the demon being around for the season where wearing warm hats is going to be more and more common.]
no subject
[Horrifying.]
...Please don't.
[Really. Please.]
[The next subject is still a bit weird to him, like so many of the things Mukuro fixates on, but Chikusa lets himself be led down it in preference to talking about the sketchbook.]
It's still mostly warm... But a few times. When it's been cold enough.
[He's not sure how he feels about the demon being around for the season where wearing warm hats is going to be more and more common.]