[When Chikusa stares this time, it isn't the expectant patient stare of a priest willing to wait out a demon, but one of silent surprise. He'd been expecting something unpleasant- a demon couldn't be trusted to give anything else. Yet he'd thought it would be morbid, or revolting.]
[Not... this close to home.]
[As quickly as he can, even knowing it won't be much use, he schools his expression again with his lips thinned.]
...I see. [Certainly something easy to verify at any rate.] I'll find that out for myself, then. If it's true... you can visit me again.
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[When Chikusa stares this time, it isn't the expectant patient stare of a priest willing to wait out a demon, but one of silent surprise. He'd been expecting something unpleasant- a demon couldn't be trusted to give anything else. Yet he'd thought it would be morbid, or revolting.]
[Not... this close to home.]
[As quickly as he can, even knowing it won't be much use, he schools his expression again with his lips thinned.]
...I see. [Certainly something easy to verify at any rate.] I'll find that out for myself, then. If it's true... you can visit me again.