[ It's always a shock to hear Mukuro plead for something. The hand over his is unsteady, and Mukuro is shaking - did Mukuro need reassurance this badly that he wasn't going to abandon him? It spoke volumes of how disturbed Mukuro's state of mind was, because if he'd been anywhere near his usual self, then this would have never been brought up. His eyes become a little distant as he ponders the request, but he knows his answer already. ]
... Yes. [ Mukuro had already left a mark deep in his mind, had already claimed Hibari as his in a way that would never fade - and somehow, he found that he didn't actually mind it that much. Maybe because Mukuro had always left him to do as he'd wanted. This mark, whatever it was, would only be a physical manifestation of that mark. Really, the only stipulation that he had when it came to Mukuro making his mark was that it didn't impede his movement any, or be too visible at first glance. ]
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... Yes. [ Mukuro had already left a mark deep in his mind, had already claimed Hibari as his in a way that would never fade - and somehow, he found that he didn't actually mind it that much. Maybe because Mukuro had always left him to do as he'd wanted. This mark, whatever it was, would only be a physical manifestation of that mark. Really, the only stipulation that he had when it came to Mukuro making his mark was that it didn't impede his movement any, or be too visible at first glance. ]