[Perhaps Mukuro was having more effect than he thought possible, taking in that rapt stare. True, it could be only fear and the priest's reticent nature, but the fact that he hadn't flinched away yet was progress. What a sad thing to consider progress, but what was it if nothing else?
As soon as his point was made, he would give Chikusa Kakimoto the space he needed to collect himself, standing fluidly from the couch and heading back to the counter, chuckling softly.]
Isn't it also in a demon's nature to give mortals whatever their hearts desire? You wouldn't be alone, Chikusa Kakimoto, not now or for eternity.
[He paused, at the counter top, tracing his fingers across it's surface, thoughtful.]
Perhaps happiness could also be attainable, but I'll confess, I may be rusty in that department. But I do know pleasure, and that is always a good start.
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As soon as his point was made, he would give Chikusa Kakimoto the space he needed to collect himself, standing fluidly from the couch and heading back to the counter, chuckling softly.]
Isn't it also in a demon's nature to give mortals whatever their hearts desire? You wouldn't be alone, Chikusa Kakimoto, not now or for eternity.
[He paused, at the counter top, tracing his fingers across it's surface, thoughtful.]
Perhaps happiness could also be attainable, but I'll confess, I may be rusty in that department. But I do know pleasure, and that is always a good start.