After a bit of silence he decides to answer her question with a nondescript grunt of acknowledgement. He’s not unhappy in the slightest about being able to finally have an actually filling breakfast, but he’s not about to act chipper and behave himself as thanks for the luxury either– Luce will have to be content with his indifference.
And she probably is. With her personality, Mukuro wouldn’t be surprised if she was content just because he’s being relatively compliant.
Having the Giglio Nero manor’s kitchen to herself was a novel experience for Luce: not having to weave around her Famiglia trying to tell her to rest, to sit down and let them take care of things, was something found that she rather... liked, even if it was ever so slightly unsettling. However, she put aside her feelings of unsettlement to get breakfast for all three of them ready, wondering how long it would take before Six would finally trust her Famiglia’s chefs to cook for him.
“Here.” Luce smiled as she placed down a plate in front of Six, gesturing for him to try it. “It’s the simplest breakfast that I could make at short notice.”












