[ It's a little pointed, but he's sure Feitan knows already and must not mind. After all, not all of Squalo's friends were cool with casual murder, either. There's just a special irritation reserved for the last faces you see before dying. ]
[ It's not really his business, he supposes. Feitan came back to him, so it's all good. ]
[ He sighs and tilts his head so he can rest his cheek against the top of Feitan's head, stroking his back a little with his thumb. This was nice. He's comfortable and safe, despite still being aware how utterly easy it would be for Feitan to rip out his throat right now. ]
[ Actually, his eyes are starting to close already, his breath evening. the predator deigns to sleep in the presence of another. ]
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[ It's a little pointed, but he's sure Feitan knows already and must not mind. After all, not all of Squalo's friends were cool with casual murder, either. There's just a special irritation reserved for the last faces you see before dying. ]
[ It's not really his business, he supposes. Feitan came back to him, so it's all good. ]
[ He sighs and tilts his head so he can rest his cheek against the top of Feitan's head, stroking his back a little with his thumb. This was nice. He's comfortable and safe, despite still being aware how utterly easy it would be for Feitan to rip out his throat right now. ]
[ Actually, his eyes are starting to close already, his breath evening. the predator deigns to sleep in the presence of another. ]