[Matoba holds the look, and smiles, brightly. It was a part of his "charm"- the ability to say gruesome and cruel things without tarnishing that smile for even a second.]
[If Ryouma's having regrets now, it's a little late. But luckily for him, Matoba knows how to play the cat-and-mouse game of when to press with his strangeness and when to lighten the mood. That, too, was a tactic.]
Ahhh.... This is why you are always broke. [It's a lighthearted little dig, but even other Lost Souls have been telling him such stories. Promises of dinner and the like; anything to get that one more connection, huh?] But it should hook them. If I must be the carrot to be dangled, then fine, I suppose I shall do it.
[Matoba purses his lips and glances up towards the chandelier of Konoha's luxury room.] ...Well, I've never served a god before, so I had better brush up on my ceremony...
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[If Ryouma's having regrets now, it's a little late. But luckily for him, Matoba knows how to play the cat-and-mouse game of when to press with his strangeness and when to lighten the mood. That, too, was a tactic.]
Ahhh.... This is why you are always broke. [It's a lighthearted little dig, but even other Lost Souls have been telling him such stories. Promises of dinner and the like; anything to get that one more connection, huh?] But it should hook them. If I must be the carrot to be dangled, then fine, I suppose I shall do it.
[Matoba purses his lips and glances up towards the chandelier of Konoha's luxury room.] ...Well, I've never served a god before, so I had better brush up on my ceremony...