[Having the demon so close is setting something inside of him completely on edge- like static electricity prickling in the air, feeling an earthy smell fill his lungs before a storm. He's expecting anything to happen, and having the demon turn away lets him breathe again.]
...I hardly think I'm feared. [But he doesn't deny 'shunned'.] Can you really say what your kind does is out of "caring"?
[He's seen too many possessions to believe that. Staying where he is, he purses his lips at Mukuro's casual invasion of his books, but doesn't tell him off.]
No. I haven't.
[There's never truly been anyone to show them to, now that he's become an adult.]
no subject
...I hardly think I'm feared. [But he doesn't deny 'shunned'.] Can you really say what your kind does is out of "caring"?
[He's seen too many possessions to believe that. Staying where he is, he purses his lips at Mukuro's casual invasion of his books, but doesn't tell him off.]
No. I haven't.
[There's never truly been anyone to show them to, now that he's become an adult.]