[Fugo's seen Bruno do something similar, when he's needed a zipper for whatever reason but not the rest of Sticky Fingers. But this is different, somehow. Perhaps it's because Kakyoin is making such a small, detailed shape that makes this process so much more interesting. This level of precision and exactness is something that's impossible for him with Purple Haze; Purple Haze is either in him or he's outside of him, in all of his snarling, vicious awfulness.
Kakyoin's question catches him a little off-guard, although he recovers quickly. Fugo shifts back in his chair, dropping his feet from the bottom rung and scooting it closer to the table. Instead of resuming his finger tapping, Fugo folds his hands in front of him and focuses his near-complete attention on Kakyoin's face.]
Go ahead. [He's a little cautious about what Kakyoin might ask. "Something personal" is a broad descriptor; it could be anything. But there's no harm in at least hearing him out.]
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Kakyoin's question catches him a little off-guard, although he recovers quickly. Fugo shifts back in his chair, dropping his feet from the bottom rung and scooting it closer to the table. Instead of resuming his finger tapping, Fugo folds his hands in front of him and focuses his near-complete attention on Kakyoin's face.]
Go ahead. [He's a little cautious about what Kakyoin might ask. "Something personal" is a broad descriptor; it could be anything. But there's no harm in at least hearing him out.]