[Chuuya can’t even imagine Diva crying, but he also hasn’t had any super emotional conversations with her either, so...

Chuuya is silent as he listens to Shell’s explanation of love, and somehow it’s almost exactly what he’d thought love might be. It’s an eye-opening revelation to be sure, one that leaves him almost certain that he’s felt love before. It’s strange; you don’t join the Mafia expecting to be able to live a life that would allow such feelings to blossom, but now that he’s free...

Maybe he can let himself feel such a thing again without worrying about the consequences.]

Painful, huh?

[That part Chuuya can’t deny; even just caring for someone as a friend can be painful when you’re forced apart, so loving someone and losing them would hurt like hell.

Which is why he doesn’t berate Shell for the tears he knows are coming.]

I dunno much about it, but I don’t think you’re wrong, either.

[Chuuya turns around in Shell’s arms and gently paps his cheeks.]

It’s fine. I was just curious is all. You don’t have to say anything else.

[He grabs Shell by the wrist then and leads him over to the couch before urging him to sit down.]

I’d ask if you want tea or something, but vampires and all.