We can't all be as lucky as you, clown. But Yuri would gladly take his painful past over your...other problems. And you have so many other problems.
In any case, Hisoka is half right. Yuri has reason to think highly of himself. He is, in fact, a very capable man, one who has accomplished a great deal in his life. But he is also one who...is sometimes a little at odds with what he does. Or doesn't do. The mask he wears isn't just superficial. It bleeds into all areas of his life. And the mask of Lunatic - putting that on sometimes makes him feel like a completely different person. Or monster. Liberated.
He glances at the cards as Hisoka picks them up, opens the box and thumbs through the deck.
"Are you attempting to solicit a reaction by insulting me?" It won't work. Not that easily, at least. It'll take a lot more to get under his skin. "Asking pointless questions? You know the answer. I'm not concerned for you. I am concerned about the public and the effect your release will have upon it."
He unclasps his hands from behind him only to fold his arms cross his chest. His gaze wanders back to the card tower.
"What if I said I did plan to offer my assistance?"
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In any case, Hisoka is half right. Yuri has reason to think highly of himself. He is, in fact, a very capable man, one who has accomplished a great deal in his life. But he is also one who...is sometimes a little at odds with what he does. Or doesn't do. The mask he wears isn't just superficial. It bleeds into all areas of his life. And the mask of Lunatic - putting that on sometimes makes him feel like a completely different person. Or monster. Liberated.
He glances at the cards as Hisoka picks them up, opens the box and thumbs through the deck.
"Are you attempting to solicit a reaction by insulting me?" It won't work. Not that easily, at least. It'll take a lot more to get under his skin. "Asking pointless questions? You know the answer. I'm not concerned for you. I am concerned about the public and the effect your release will have upon it."
He unclasps his hands from behind him only to fold his arms cross his chest. His gaze wanders back to the card tower.
"What if I said I did plan to offer my assistance?"