Don't know what you mean by plaything [a scoff, then he moves further into the room with an acknowledging hum. There's sugar Mukuro could put in the coffee, but whatever.]

You probably wouldn't, so you probably weren't lying. Or I don't know, to fuckin... give me some false sense of security, or something.

[He moves over to the office chair, and it is far more comfortable than it looks. Gokudera even gives a comfortable sigh at the back support. Too many years of poor posture had done a number on him, and he's not even that old.]

I feel fine, by the way. Thanks for asking. [He gives Mukuro a thumbs up, a bit of a smirk to his lips. Gokudera is calm, content, but maybe that's because Mukuro is here. He feels oddly satisfied having him around. Probably the chocolate's fault.]