Mikado smiled up at the man, considering those words. He wondered what this man would think of him, if he told him the truth. About the people around him at home, who smiled and aimed to destroy him. About his own smiles, like the one he wore when he "signed" the deal with Aoba's blood.

No, he wouldn't say any of that, not yet.

"I do thank you for stopping to talk to me. You're very kind."