[Only a few words, but they're a knife sliding through his ribcage.]
[Chikusa looks away, jaw clenched. How can he deny it? That's the truth. The first time in exchange for his mentor, the second in exchange for an answer. This is the third, but there'd been no need to call Mukuro again. There's no need for him to have done this. He could have moved on. He's making steps to fill his life, isn't he? So why did he do this?]
[The answer isn't clear to him. Maybe because he's scared of acknowledging it.]
I know.
[It's not clear what it's in response to- the first statement or the second. Either way, Chikusa keeps going.]
I've wanted to stay in the city. You're a demon- surely you've seen conflicting desires before.
no subject
[Chikusa looks away, jaw clenched. How can he deny it? That's the truth. The first time in exchange for his mentor, the second in exchange for an answer. This is the third, but there'd been no need to call Mukuro again. There's no need for him to have done this. He could have moved on. He's making steps to fill his life, isn't he? So why did he do this?]
[The answer isn't clear to him. Maybe because he's scared of acknowledging it.]
I know.
[It's not clear what it's in response to- the first statement or the second. Either way, Chikusa keeps going.]
I've wanted to stay in the city. You're a demon- surely you've seen conflicting desires before.