[Itsuki raises his hands in the universal sign of 'have mercy or, consider having mercy before knocking my lights out maybe', face creasing itself into a grin all the same.]

Just asking! Occupational hazard, you know.

[He doesn't sound very repentant?? But he leaves the subject seemingly behind him. It's true that he's curious, but he's learned by now that he can't indulge every single time. Even if he does want to know: is Lavi lying in a ditch somewhere?? is he in a full-sized body cast?? IS HE DEAD? Normally he'd take his cues, but Itsuki has this feeling that Kanda would look just as pissed-off if it was any of the above, or all three. when ur poker face is just ANGER]

[The room they enter is definitely a sexters room, dark-lit and smelling of cheap fragrance, and Itsuki steers around the bed in order to appropriate two chairs. The conversation might very well be brief, this is Kanda after all, but Itsuki's a man who likes his comforts and probably hates standing around for no reason and he's lazy so like, he sits.]

So, what's up? Assuming you're not here for the same thing every other merc and killjoy who's been around asking questions have been.

[though he can't imagine what else Kanda would possibly want to know]