[[Kimblee takes a deep breath and tries to shirk off the feeling of fatigue. That was meticulous and he's been doing alchemy a lot lately to try and keep places up in his own room. But this ought to actually give enough eagerly that he's got a small foothold starting within this manor.

He brushes off some dust from his white pant legs and then stops to look down at Gokudera. How pathetic that such a stupid thing has a man on his knees, has him absolutely attached to itself. It makes him sick to think that the younger generation is growing up like this, though his face didn't even begin to show what his mind had made up.]]

I'll take it that you'll not be exacting any revenge.

[[...He couldn't help it, he's been resisting much too much. He needs to feel what it feels like to have the hand of god and yet at the same time not allow for any one person to know just how close to death they are by just his hand. He kneels again down next to Gokudera and sets his hand on the youth's back. Just one more hand. That's all it would take, he takes in a deep breath that sounds like maybe he's steeling himself instead of trying not to blow the young man up. Besides that, he'd pulled explosives. Maybe this is one he wants to leave alive.]]

Chin up, young man. Nothing is ever truly lost when you know how to fine tune it, hm?