[Sleep is not so much a pleasure as it is a necessity. One he's been at odds with for far too long.
Fortunately for Itsuki, Kanda completely misses that look (though that in and of itself is a considerable tell, now isn't it?) - but a closer inspection would reveal the faint hint of dark circles under his eyes, a tired frown pulling at his lips, because if there's one thing Kanda's not always so good at, it's hiding his frustrations.
Hells, he s so distracted in that moment that he doesn't even answer immediately.
Instead, Kanda's still weighting the pros (sleep) versus the cons (doing something so stupid in the first place without Lavi here to watch over him) in his head.
So for now, for this moment, he settles on resignation.
But Itsuki's words linger, a whisper of promise for even one night of blessed rest... It's a temptation that won't so easily fade, despite the uncertain look in his eyes as he shakes his head.]
Fuck off, idiot.
[The harsh words help ground him, even if there's no real heat in the low tone. He blinks, shakes his head once again, and lets a scowl fall in to place to cover the way his thoughts still linger, then steps back to cross his arms across his chest.]
I'm actually here on business, so quit talking about your side shit already.
[Because Itsuki was totally the one that brought it up in the first place... ]
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Fortunately for Itsuki, Kanda completely misses that look (though that in and of itself is a considerable tell, now isn't it?) - but a closer inspection would reveal the faint hint of dark circles under his eyes, a tired frown pulling at his lips, because if there's one thing Kanda's not always so good at, it's hiding his frustrations.
Hells, he
s so distracted in that moment that he doesn't even answer immediately.
Instead, Kanda's still weighting the pros (sleep) versus the cons (doing something so stupid in the first place without Lavi here to watch over him) in his head.
So for now, for this moment, he settles on resignation.
But Itsuki's words linger, a whisper of promise for even one night of blessed rest... It's a temptation that won't so easily fade, despite the uncertain look in his eyes as he shakes his head.]
Fuck off, idiot.
[The harsh words help ground him, even if there's no real heat in the low tone. He blinks, shakes his head once again, and lets a scowl fall in to place to cover the way his thoughts still linger, then steps back to cross his arms across his chest.]
I'm actually here on business, so quit talking about your side shit already.
[Because Itsuki was totally the one that brought it up in the first place... ]