[Giovanni's tongue clicks against his teeth just once, says nothing, and the shape of his smile is still something wry-- his fucking name. Well, maybe. But it's not as though it's often used. Frequently, he wonders why he'd ever been given one at all. A joke or a whim perhaps, or some special kind of torment, keeping the Dogs eternally pinned somewhere between mindless object and something real. The way Mother's mind works, it's too far beyond him. He can't fathom it.
His gaze goes to the data pad, though, when Kanda points it out, when he frames his rude question. Again, Giovanni laughs, a short shock of sound.]
My, you have a way with words. But since you asked so nicely--
[He leans over a little, gives the thing a quick once-over to ascertain how it works before beginning to key the coordinates in with smooth rapid movements of his fingers.]
no subject
His gaze goes to the data pad, though, when Kanda points it out, when he frames his rude question. Again, Giovanni laughs, a short shock of sound.]
My, you have a way with words. But since you asked so nicely--
[He leans over a little, gives the thing a quick once-over to ascertain how it works before beginning to key the coordinates in with smooth rapid movements of his fingers.]
I'll get you there. Keep calm, now.