A sarcastic snort is a little like a laugh. Hakkai's eyebrows quirk, acknowledging the point, and he steps back with a wave at the bucket.
"Your turn, then." And, more dryly, he adds, "Scarves and high collars work well, too, now that it's winter. Since it'll take you a while for the hair."
He's not at all convinced that Gojyo is actually amused by that comment, not when it's something Gojyo had brought up to condemn him, when they'd spoken in that bar before dawn and before it was stained with blood. Gojyo, though, can't feel the way that reminder aches.
It's better that way. Hakkai would rather not bring up that conversation.
Gojyo can, he thinks, just get used to his morbid sense of humor, if they're going to get to know one another again.
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"Your turn, then." And, more dryly, he adds, "Scarves and high collars work well, too, now that it's winter. Since it'll take you a while for the hair."
He's not at all convinced that Gojyo is actually amused by that comment, not when it's something Gojyo had brought up to condemn him, when they'd spoken in that bar before dawn and before it was stained with blood. Gojyo, though, can't feel the way that reminder aches.
It's better that way. Hakkai would rather not bring up that conversation.
Gojyo can, he thinks, just get used to his morbid sense of humor, if they're going to get to know one another again.