[There is a dangerous flash behind Gokudera's eyes. He's not so easy to bait into a fight as he was when he was younger, but Mukuro can't -even though he just did- challenge what he needs.

He definitely is lacking the kind of self-control the illusionist so obviously has.]

Oh yeah? [His tone is agreeable. Yeah, good idea, Mukuro!]

[And so he does just that, gets right up in the Mist Guardian's personal space, cages his thighs with his knees before turning and sitting beside him, legs draped right over his lap. He wouldn't want to actively sit on him, because while neither of them are heavy, that wouldn't be very comfortable. It's enough contact, the underside of Gokudera's thighs rested on the top of Mukuro's.]