[He'd rather Mitsuhide did his basking without touching him but he'll allow it just this one time. Only because he's truly distracted by the other things Mitsuhide says.]

You... You killed Susan? [He needs another moment to process this.] You killed her for me?

[It's strange, so strange... All over the network all these people he's never spoken to or met are cheering for his death. Even people he does know find this deserving. People he likes find this agreeable. It felt like once again his life is worth nothing even though he was unfairly killed once more. In his own home when he was doing nothing more than mixing the batter for a cake.

But there was one who wouldn't allow such a thing. And it's just so strange. His life mattered to someone and they saw fit to do something about its loss.

And though he'd proclaim that his friendship with Lucius is rather strong and maybe Marco's too... Perhaps this friendship that he occasionally dismisses, simply because Mitsuhide is such an odd person, is the strongest out of all of them.]

Actually... I'm quite pleased. [There's a flash of all his sharp teeth for the briefest moment.] I only hope you made her suffer... A deserving fate for one as vile as she. But we can talk more about it at the café. And I'll see if I can fix you. [That might be a taller order. He's not keen on touching all the rotting pieces of Mitsuhide but maybe he can make him some tea with little foam kitties on the top. That's just as good in his opinion.]