[Crona waits for the familiar feeling, the stinging burn of blood forcing itself through skin. But Ragnarok isn't in the mood for that right now. He wants to watch Crona try to explain.
So Crona tries to explain.]
... my blood is black, you know?
[You're an idiot.
Crona glances backward, a shift of gaze over one shoulder, and the next words aren't aimed at Suguro.] Shut up. You explain.
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So Crona tries to explain.]
... my blood is black, you know?
[You're an idiot.
Crona glances backward, a shift of gaze over one shoulder, and the next words aren't aimed at Suguro.] Shut up. You explain.
[No way, moron..]