[ he does think chrollo is going to believe it. it hadn't been just frustration when chrollo turned away from him earlier. hisoka can feel it. he smiles to himself at the thought—chrollo, beautiful chrollo standing above someone's body, his hands wet with blood. or would he be neater about it? perhaps a little of both.
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he takes a moment to calm down before replying. ]
You don't have to. But you already do.