[Smirking, Mukuro kept the tulip out of his reach, which was a feat considering that Yamamoto was taller than him and could most likely snatch it back with ease. He peeled off another layer idly, eyes on the mayor's face, not exactly seeing him.]

Shouldn't we all be? There's a sophisticated killer or group of killers on the loose and they show no signs of stopping.

[He turned to look at Yamamoto, gaze sharp.]

Can we really afford to be so carefree?