[Mukuro let Chikusa mull the idea over, already sure the other boy would give in. For better or for worse, Chikusa trusted him without fail even when he lied, stole, and killed. It was admirable, in a way, or blind in another.
When Chikusa closed his book, he let his gaze flicker up to his face, smile slow in unfurling.]
Your emotions are your own. [So Mukuro made no promises then, but that shouldn't be surprising.] But it will give you clarity, and in time, peace.
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When Chikusa closed his book, he let his gaze flicker up to his face, smile slow in unfurling.]
Your emotions are your own. [So Mukuro made no promises then, but that shouldn't be surprising.] But it will give you clarity, and in time, peace.