[Ah, so it seemed even good-natured Dino Cavallone had sore spots, and it was as gratifying to know one as the taste of the whiskey on his tongue. To say that Xanxus was a bit petty might be a bit of an understatement.
He watched the expressions play out on the Bucking Horse's face, taking more leisurely sips of the whiskey, his own face impassive. The problem with telling an assassin that doing something might kill him was particularly true in Xanxus' case: it was threatening him with a good time. Varia members, much less the boss, were never destined to live into old age, and most wouldn't want to anyway. Best to go out by someone with actual strength, in the middle of a battle field, perhaps by someone you had grudging respect for.
There weren't many that Xanxus had a grudging respect for, so it didn't leave him many options.
He did crinkle his nose slightly when Cavallone called himself a 'friend', much like a middle school boy might react to being touched with someone who had 'cooties', leaning away.]
Good. No one needs any more shitty sharks around here.
[Wow he held Squalo in such high regard.
Still, if Cavallone was going to be so earnest, there was no point in continuing to needle him. When Xanxus was truly ready to fight Reborn, he'd do so. Until then-]
Send another case of this [and he was just going to hold up the whiskey bottle, oops was it half empty already?] and I'll consider it.
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He watched the expressions play out on the Bucking Horse's face, taking more leisurely sips of the whiskey, his own face impassive. The problem with telling an assassin that doing something might kill him was particularly true in Xanxus' case: it was threatening him with a good time. Varia members, much less the boss, were never destined to live into old age, and most wouldn't want to anyway. Best to go out by someone with actual strength, in the middle of a battle field, perhaps by someone you had grudging respect for.
There weren't many that Xanxus had a grudging respect for, so it didn't leave him many options.
He did crinkle his nose slightly when Cavallone called himself a 'friend', much like a middle school boy might react to being touched with someone who had 'cooties', leaning away.]
Good. No one needs any more shitty sharks around here.
[Wow he held Squalo in such high regard.
Still, if Cavallone was going to be so earnest, there was no point in continuing to needle him. When Xanxus was truly ready to fight Reborn, he'd do so. Until then-]
Send another case of this [and he was just going to hold up the whiskey bottle, oops was it half empty already?] and I'll consider it.