Tatsumi would have such a day if he could see into Marco's mind. His thoughts, his thought process. There just seemed to be layers upon layers to the pineapple head, and each one he got to see, only made the vampire more curious than before. The alcohol wasn't helping, either.

"I did everything she wanted, I did anything I wanted, and I don't regret any of it!" Tatsumi laughed, finding himself in love with their game so soon. He sipped a bit more of his fruitlicious mixture and gazed at Marco for an answer.