Tch. Let's not be barbarians if we don't need to be.

[Chrollo reaches over and accepts the mask with his free hand. Stares down at it for a long moment - a beat, and then another.]

[He should really just do it, shouldn't he? But there's something... bothering him. Lunatic's little jab? Both of them, maybe, but he pushes the first aside - he can deal with that later, talk himself out of being irritated about it, or else... he's not sure. But it's distracting and it'll have to go.]

[The second one, on the other hand...]

Mm. He's leaving something out. I can feel it. I don't know whether it's important, but...

[It could be.]

[The possibility is there, and too strong to ignore. Annoying.]

Hisoka. Can you read him?