[Chikusa was sadly incorrect if he believed that Mukuro didn't find these meetings absolutely fascinating. He had seen people who went through traumatic situations who had come out almost unscathed while different people had gone through similar situations and had been utterly destroyed. If Mukuro was honestly, his past had left him no better than the ruins of the buildings they inhabited. Chikusa, however, was showing signs of rebuilding, of growing.
He canted his head to the side, his gaze sliding up to Chikusa's face, expression subdued.]
You know I have an interest in anything you do, Chikusa.
[Said softly, almost intimately, but as with most of Mukuro's words, it carried the hint of a threat.]
no subject
He canted his head to the side, his gaze sliding up to Chikusa's face, expression subdued.]
You know I have an interest in anything you do, Chikusa.
[Said softly, almost intimately, but as with most of Mukuro's words, it carried the hint of a threat.]