[[Kimblee admires that he's suddenly, indeed, growing that set previously mentioned and stands up, taking the shrug off very well then sets his hands in his pockets. He stands there, quietly, listening to what Gokudera has to say.

Half of it is information gathering and half of it is because it looks good on his behalf to be able to do it. Mind you that dirty habit he didn't like, but it's not his body or his life either to deal with. He's no one's father (that he knows of at least).]]

My lips are sealed, young man. I'm not the sort to go spouting off secrets that people have confided in me.

[[No, he's just the type to use them to blackmail instead.]]

If you feel at any time you'd like to come talk, I'd be more than happy to make you think I care listen. Now there's only one thing left that I'm most concerned with as your gift has been restored. Your name?