['That wasn't who you were crying out for' was right on the tip of his tongue, but Mukuro could have some restraint, admirably enough. Instead, he gave the priest a small little wave, letting the door close quietly behind him.
Though there was a temptation to contact him again the next day, Mukuro let a few days pass to give the priest time to collect himself before calling him.
He hadn't been sure if the priest would have let him in his house again, even with Mukuro calling and knocking on the other side of the door, so he had made himself a cup of tea, turned on the television to something banal, and made an attempt. If the priest didn't feel like picking up, well, it wasn't like Mukuro didn't know where he worked and lived.]
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Though there was a temptation to contact him again the next day, Mukuro let a few days pass to give the priest time to collect himself before calling him.
He hadn't been sure if the priest would have let him in his house again, even with Mukuro calling and knocking on the other side of the door, so he had made himself a cup of tea, turned on the television to something banal, and made an attempt. If the priest didn't feel like picking up, well, it wasn't like Mukuro didn't know where he worked and lived.]