[ Which lasts maybe half a second before he realizes what he's doing and that it's crossing all sorts of lines here. ]
[ Squalo immediately lets go and drops down to one knee in front of Xanxus' chair/couch/whatever of choice instead, pressing his lips to the ring on his boss' hand as was the actual mafia custom of Don greeting. ]
[ He keeps his eyes on it rather than looking back up, voice slightly lowered. ]
2/2
[ Squalo immediately lets go and drops down to one knee in front of Xanxus' chair/couch/whatever of choice instead, pressing his lips to the ring on his boss' hand as was the actual mafia custom of Don greeting. ]
[ He keeps his eyes on it rather than looking back up, voice slightly lowered. ]
Forgive me. I'm happy to see you.