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[satisficing]

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[discomfort]

It happens more often than you think. Let's say, perhaps... you don't remember anything about yourself. You still have a secret in there. So I'll just... pull it out, with your help.

[ he smiles. ]

So we'll both learn something.

[satisficing]

[His lips thin a little.]

This seems a little... nutritionally pointless, but I guess I don't understand the nuances of being a demon.

This is something you... enjoy?

[discomfort]

Enjoy?

[ he leans in a little closer to viktor. ]

Is everything you do about pleasure, Viktor-sama?

[satisficing]

[DON'T LEAN IN JAPANESE SATAN MAN WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS PLAYING A SATAN

He fidgets slightly with the crutch.]

No... not necessarily. Scientific progress has more downs than ups usually. But... I do enjoy my career, so... I just assumed.

[discomfort]

I will say I do enjoy being with my guests... usually. Of course, there is a troublemaker here or there who appears, like any business would have.

[ sorry. he does not stop leaning towards him. ]

But some things are more than just for enjoyment, no matter how pointless it may seem to others.

[satisficing]

[WHY?! He is starting to ever so slightly start to lean back because personal space, but he's also trapped in a CHAIR.]

I'm not... sure I understand what you're trying to say here.

[discomfort]

Well, you said it yourself, it seemed pointless to you.

[ sorry. he doesn't believe in personal space. ]

In general, secrets are powerful things. The entire course of someone's life can be changed because of one, after all.

[satisficing]

No! No... The sustenance part... seemed pointless. Because they're secrets.

[PLEASE SOMEONE CURSE THIS MAN TO KNOW PERSONAL SPACE.

He is VERY ......................... at the last part.]

I-I know.

[discomfort]

[ there is a long pause. ]

You didn't happen to kill your assistant, did you?

[satisficing]

...

[For a long moment, he forgets to breathe. And then very suddenly, he shifts the crutch and tries to nudge his way into standing.]

Sorry, I--I need some air.

[discomfort]

[ he will finally lean back to his original seating position. ]

Oh! Of course, it is a little stuffy in here. Some exercise might be nice, right?

[satisficing]

[He does not go very far, but he does skitter fastly away from the chair and Owner. He keeps his back turned for a long few moments before he finally looks apprehensively over one shoulder.]

Sometimes secrets are better left as secrets. That's why they're secrets.

[discomfort]

If I believe that then I'd be out of a job.

[ he waves. ]

But don't worry. I'll keep it safe.

[satisficing]

[Hurriedly laying off Owner so he doesn't have a job anymore.]

I never confessed to anything. I just don't feel very well. Sorry.

[THE WAY HE NYOOMS AWAY SO FASTLY BEFORE OWNER CAN KEEP LOOKING AT HIM.]