Never let it be said that Squalo liked safe people, places or things, not with how he actively preferred his boss at his worst if only to see him burn all the more brightly at his best. Sometimes, he thinks if Xanxus really pushed for it, the whole world would kneel before him and stand in awe of the ferocious wrath he held. He'd forever roll his eyes at Vongola forsaking Xanxus as their leader, but he knew and he's pretty sure Xanxus knew, it was at it's best with the runt. A pity that it needed someone like that instead of the man he was on top of.

“Thinking about killing someone in new and interesting ways? Boss, that's my job,” Squalo teases back and though Squalo was grinning like a maniac, there was something a little tame hidden in it, “would be a pretty shitty assassin if I couldn't kill someone with a piece of wall. Wonder how much pressure it'd take to put some dry wall through a jugular. Might be messy, definitely worth it just to say I did it.” He starts chuckling again, humming as he tilted his head back to allow Xanxus more space to nuzzle against.

He doesn't think he could burn hot enough to ever burn Xanxus, there was no way that he could and that was just how Squalo liked it. He wouldn't have it any other way.

“Sometimes I worry you'll forget who the fuck does most of the work around here,” he adds tauntingly, though quiets himself and mulls over the words Xanxus says, how he should react and what were the appropriate things to say to the leader of Varia. “Voooi, you say that like I ever thought of you as anything but some asshole that fucking owns me. Couldn't ask for more than you to always be you. Why the fuck do I need the past when I have you right here?” He snarks, a shark-like smile appearing as he pulled back to take his teeth to Xanxus's bottom lip and tug briefly and release it. “Anything you want boss, always going to be fine with me. You should remember that.”