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[So. Hisoka had a lot to think about, since meeting her father. And more to...marvel and be kind of terrified at after her father did what she asked, technically.

So after she left a very large basket of baked goods at a completely random address, she went and pestered various of Retsu's coworkers for all the publically available data on these slavers she could get. It's possible bribes of cookies were involved. Or they just gave her copies to make her go away. Either way, today's an off-day for the bakery, so someone's been busy with a map and the files. The pattern she's pinned out doesn't mean much to her. But it might to someone who remembers Makoto's reign just a little bit better. Or more specifically, remembers Makoto's generals...

Besides, working on this distracts her from thinking about the other things that are upsetting her right now. So, you know, she's still there on the floor (the map was too big for a table), files and papers everywhere, poking at this long after it's started to get dark and people should be heading home.]

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That implies he ever leaves the labs. His wife could have remarried and moved back home, for all he gets out of there.

[So yeah, absolutely no love lost between those two.]

...Pretty sure she'd stab him before it came to that.

[She's not saying Kohane's fucking nuts, just that, well. Elf-chick is kind of terrifying.

But she goes a little quiet after that. Bringing up Renn may have been a...segue into something else. Certainly she didn't need to bother him to get all the papers...]

...Hisoka you're staring at me. What is it?

[He's perceptive for a guy who is trying to wolf down a meal, apparently.]

Ah--Um. [She jumps a little, but settles quickly enough. She knew he was perceptive, she just...wasn't aware how obvious she's being. So she ends up running a hand through her hair and sighing a little.]

....There's...some things I should probably tell you, from the other day, but I didn't...really know how to bring it up.

Well staring at me until your dinner gets cold isn't going to tell me. What is it?

...That man told me, I didn't inherit only my mother's powers. [She has to drop her gaze down to the table, or she'll lose the nerve to talk about any of this.]

I never knew about anything other than being a healer--and I barely knew much about that, let's be honest--but...he said there was something else. Influence on the people around me.

I didn't want to believe it, so I went to find someone who would be able to tell.

[That...would explain why she was harrassing Renn--he's probably the only living person left who really knows enough about the three sorrows to actually be able to tell ~~since Kohane doesn't talk about her silver tongue.~~

It's probably easy to infer what the answer he gave her was, too, but if she's exerting any influence now, even unintentionally-- it's not working. Something's dampening it, although the effect's clearly not perfect. ]

Retsu, I--If I...if this power's been with me all along, then I've...

Who cares? If you inherited his powers and sometimes things go your way because of them, that's hardly your fault, right? You didn't use them on me intentionally and it's not like I'm going to yell at you or throw you out into the street or something.

[He's poking at the food on his plate.]

Seriously. Don't be stupid. Unless you need me to react somehow so you'll stop worrying, then what's the point?

[...the urge to pour water on him would be strong if she were anyone but Hisoka. As it is, she just sort of...sighs, kind of like a deflating balloon.]

...Seriously? I go and harrass a grumpy elf for something to dampen this because I don't want to have forced anything about how you feel, and you react like I told you it'll snow all week.

[Another sigh--and then she just kind of laughs.] Well, it's fine. In the end, you being a cantankerous bastard is part of what I love about you.

[...Oh. Hisoka, Hisoka that's not nice.]