He'd hit quite close to the mark, hadn't he? Takasugi's smile widened, taking on a more sinister edge as he sat on his bed and cradled his chin between two fingers, giving Sanzo another thoughtful once-over.
There was something interesting lurking there, something bound tightly that begged to be released -whether it was anger, grief, or something else entirely couldn't be determined-, but Takasugi was the kind of person who would pour salt on open wounds just to see how their owner would react. Temperance had never been much of his strong suit, anyway.
"Of course, I am," he replied as he reached over to retrieve the cigarette butt. He toyed with it briefly before continuing,"Is it so unusual to project one's own feelings onto others? Hunger is all I feel, and the moment I see something worth sinking my fangs into, I can think of nothing else but indulgence."
Re: M23
There was something interesting lurking there, something bound tightly that begged to be released -whether it was anger, grief, or something else entirely couldn't be determined-, but Takasugi was the kind of person who would pour salt on open wounds just to see how their owner would react. Temperance had never been much of his strong suit, anyway.
"Of course, I am," he replied as he reached over to retrieve the cigarette butt. He toyed with it briefly before continuing,"Is it so unusual to project one's own feelings onto others? Hunger is all I feel, and the moment I see something worth sinking my fangs into, I can think of nothing else but indulgence."