In his own way, Tatsumi understood where Marco was coming from. Although there was very little heart put into it, he had served the Kirishiki family because it made things easier (and more amusing) then just living. Sunako was the main reason for that. "But, you know, I don't think I would have enjoyed it so much if I wasn't so nihilistic. The contrast between Sunako and I is what made it so worth while."

Sadly, there wasn't anything special behind the new nickname. However, the small reaction was satisfying enough. The idea of staying out of trouble was a cute challenge, and Tatsumi wondered how long it could last. Because, obviously that last part was a lie. If it wasn't, oh how that would be fun.

Though, the more Tatsumi thought about it, the idea of playing out a romance with Marco, even just for show, became far too amusing. Yanking everyone's chains sounded like a fun way to pass the time, specially dodging all those who came to kill them. "I thought there was supposed to be a lie in there, honeybird~" His attempts to get up over the counter result in him falling over and sprawling across the bartop instead, arm stretched out to touch Marco's bare skin. Yay for alcohol. "Don't tell me you're cheating again, you dirty pirate, you."