[They're all controlled by the Nine - the same bastards that had foot the bill on the experimentations that had been his nightmares for so many years - so as far as Kanda's concerned?
The whole damned Quad could burn and he wouldn't piss on the flames for them.
That double answer doesn't so much surprise Kanda and so he shakes his head at Lancer.]
Bastard.
[There's the faintest hint of amusement at the admission before Kanda smirks and pushes back off his chair. It's automatic, the way he systematically pulls each weapon, inspects it, and sets the firearms just shy of lethal before re-holstering them.
It's a process Lancer's probably seen before, given that it's nearly the exact same methodological process he's used since he was ten.]
no subject
The whole damned Quad could burn and he wouldn't piss on the flames for them.
That double answer doesn't so much surprise Kanda and so he shakes his head at Lancer.]
Bastard.
[There's the faintest hint of amusement at the admission before Kanda smirks and pushes back off his chair. It's automatic, the way he systematically pulls each weapon, inspects it, and sets the firearms just shy of lethal before re-holstering them.
It's a process Lancer's probably seen before, given that it's nearly the exact same methodological process he's used since he was ten.]