Kotetsu continues chopping, cutting the silence of the room with the sound of his blade hitting the wood. Perhaps it's just difficult having this conversation with Barnaby while, as he's said, he just isn't interested. Hasn't found anyone who piques his attention in that way. Hypothetical scenarios and rhetorical questions can only go so far, especially if Barnaby's never experienced that feeling of wanting to form a life with another person. To walk together, to carve out a space in their heart, in their home.

To take that terrifying leap across the abyss and let oneself think of forever, even in a world where forever doesn't exist.

"If you ask me to be honest, of course. This selfish old man would never raise a hand against the thought of spending time with you. With my partner. Hasn't it been fun, Bunny? These past couple of years together..." One of the pieces ends up slightly shredded, and Kotetsu pops the pork into his mouth, giving it a thoughtful bite. "I'm thinking of you when I say not to keep your heart closed off. Maybe it's trying to relieve myself of the guilt I'd feel in monopolizing your time."