[It's probably the only thing that could be said to make her pause, and Kanda is probably the only person she'd hear it from. Her frown softens, not replaced by confusion, necessarily, but she's listening.]
Not gonna say my hands are clean, they sure as shit fucking ain't, but I don't relish it.
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Not gonna say my hands are clean, they sure as shit fucking ain't, but I don't relish it.
[Not the way Giovanni seemed to.]