[Urge to knock certain info brats upside the head diverted, Kanda follows into the room, nose wrinkling at the scent of musky humans and cheap perfume.
Rather than take the seat opposite Itsuki, Kanda crosses to the window, checks the street outside, and then leans against the marginally not filthy wall there, arms crosses as he considers his next words carefully.
This could, potentially, cause him some serious problems later, but the RAC doesn't govern how dirty killjoys play with each other during black warrants and the info sitting on his tongue isn't, technically, classified so...
Letting out a slow breath, Kanda offered a faintly amused smirk as he finally speaks.]
I've got information to sell you, for a change. If you're interested.
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[Urge to knock certain info brats upside the head diverted, Kanda follows into the room, nose wrinkling at the scent of musky humans and cheap perfume.
Rather than take the seat opposite Itsuki, Kanda crosses to the window, checks the street outside, and then leans against the marginally not filthy wall there, arms crosses as he considers his next words carefully.
This could, potentially, cause him some serious problems later, but the RAC doesn't govern how dirty killjoys play with each other during black warrants and the info sitting on his tongue isn't, technically, classified so...
Letting out a slow breath, Kanda offered a faintly amused smirk as he finally speaks.]
I've got information to sell you, for a change. If you're interested.