[Ken's fully finished unbuttoning his shirt by the time Mukuro's attention turns to Chikusa - and with no more directions beyond that, all he can do is sit and watch, all but whining in the back of his throat as he waits for Mukuro to turn back to him. He trusts that his half-stripping is going somewhere, which is the only reason he doesn't try to interrupt and demand attention for himself.
Chikusa's thoughtful attitude, however, abruptly draws his attention, with the unerring instinct of an animal who senses potential danger in something they don't necessarily understand. He watches Chikusa through narrowed eyes, and when Chikusa makes his remarks...well, Ken's even more suspicious.
He doesn't know what Chikusa's going on about, but he gets the distinct feeling it's going to be really annoying. And it sounds like it might not involve Mukuro, who's the one Ken wants right now.]
I've already been patient, byon. [Ken's voice is distinctly sulky.] And we got lots of money. Mukuro-sama was gonna reward me, right? [And he looks toward Mukuro, hopefully, for confirmation.]
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Chikusa's thoughtful attitude, however, abruptly draws his attention, with the unerring instinct of an animal who senses potential danger in something they don't necessarily understand. He watches Chikusa through narrowed eyes, and when Chikusa makes his remarks...well, Ken's even more suspicious.
He doesn't know what Chikusa's going on about, but he gets the distinct feeling it's going to be really annoying. And it sounds like it might not involve Mukuro, who's the one Ken wants right now.]
I've already been patient, byon. [Ken's voice is distinctly sulky.] And we got lots of money. Mukuro-sama was gonna reward me, right? [And he looks toward Mukuro, hopefully, for confirmation.]