[At least, not yet. That's liable to change at any moment.]
[But that's not what's on his mind as Mukuro comes closer. Without thinking, his body curls in on itself a little more, and his lips thin uncertaintly. This isn't tea at a table, or conversing across a counter space. Here, in his bed still, the demon standing taller than him, it's...]
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[At least, not yet. That's liable to change at any moment.]
[But that's not what's on his mind as Mukuro comes closer. Without thinking, his body curls in on itself a little more, and his lips thin uncertaintly. This isn't tea at a table, or conversing across a counter space. Here, in his bed still, the demon standing taller than him, it's...]
[Vulnerable.]
[Cautiously, he accepts the hat.]
Why would you admire it?