[Ah. Chuuya sees what this is about now. It’s a fair assumption to make given their history, he supposes, but still, has he given Atsushi any reason not to trust him so far? Chuuya fucking hates liars, but of course Atsushi wouldn’t know that. All Atsushi knows about him is that he’s ex-Mafia, really, and Chuuya can’t imagine the ADA, as goody two shoes as they were, ever saying anything nice about Mafia.]
No, I don’t. I’m not doing anything shady, if that’s what you’re implying.
[He huffs, scowling behind his mug. He doesn’t need to be babysat to stay out of trouble.]
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No, I don’t. I’m not doing anything shady, if that’s what you’re implying.
[He huffs, scowling behind his mug. He doesn’t need to be babysat to stay out of trouble.]
I’m ready whenever you are.