[ he nods and resists the urge to use the back of his fingers like a hooligan, but after some brief thought— he does accept the napkin from the other man. this might have to do with the sugar rush, or the mild dopamine he was blessed with after that delicious bite, whatever it might be, denji didn't feel like slamming the door shut just yet. ]
... What's your deal, anyway? You're only here to apologize?
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... What's your deal, anyway? You're only here to apologize?