[ There's no judgement from him, only simple acceptance of the hand in his. He entwines their fingers and holds on, muted contentment radiating through their bond; he glances at Mukuro briefly, before looking ahead. ]
I know you will. [ He squeezes Mukuro's hand, as if emphasising his trust in Mukuro, then falls silent for the rest of the journey back to the cottage. He hadn't been expecting this tonight, but he can say that he's satisfied with how it turned out. ]
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I know you will. [ He squeezes Mukuro's hand, as if emphasising his trust in Mukuro, then falls silent for the rest of the journey back to the cottage. He hadn't been expecting this tonight, but he can say that he's satisfied with how it turned out. ]