[It was that unimpressed face that would get Mukuro to be honest, well aware of the tight rope he should be walking in order to keep and gain more of the priest's affections while balancing out his own terrible impulses and personality.

He paused for a few moments, gaze resting on Chikusa Kakimoto's face before turning away.]

It hasn't been long enough for me to miss it, except for the warmth there. I can't seem to generate enough body heat.

[Hence all the layers. And it seemed like the priest enjoyed it when Mukuro displayed weakness to him, so display 'weaknesses' he would.]