Well, there's no accounting for taste. Considering who you're married to.

[He says this teasingly. He likes Xanxus after all. Thinks he's a liability but likes him all the same.

Still, Xanxus and Tooru could not be more different. Xanxus is like Ushijima, a spear that smashes through barriers. Tooru fancies himself more like a dagger, slipping between the chinks in armor.]

Hmm... maybe. As much as I'd like to, I think it should be low key, but it would be a nice distraction. I plan on being obnoxious afterward. [He smiles] So it doesn't matter either way.

That's good you're familiar with Moscow. I'm not familiar with Tokyo. Last time I went was before my nephew was born. My sister and brother-in-law took Iwa-chan and me for our eleventh birthdays since they were really close together. She actually found out she was pregnant during that trip. She has a cast iron stomach, but she kept getting motion sickness. I remember her telling my brother-in-law and him breaking down crying in front of one of the character actors.

[He knows Squalo won't care, but he's dropping the idle chatter in for cover in case someone is listening.]