Kanda:

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—-{ॐ} : Odd irritation seething inside his mind, caused by a behavior that had been wanted for such a long time and, yet— being addressed so formally by the redhead, suddenly and without a decent reason, perplexed Kanda.

Icy stare directed towards the fellow exorcist and bookman apprentice, before he would grab a hold of that luggage Lavi had been carrying. Swung around his shoulder rather casually, suppressing a strained sound to leave his lips, because god damn this was heavier than expected. 

«Don’t fuck with me,» he finally spit out. «What’s up with the sudden formality, baka usagi?»

{- ✶ -} “I wanted your help, Yuu-chan!” He calls, with a grin, satisfied now that they’d gotten the trunk to where it needed to go.“You’re so easy to trick, you know. You should work on that.” Lavi adds, with a laugh. “When I’m formal, you tend to listen better.”

Kanda

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—-{ॐ} : About to complain about the wrong usage of a name, he hesitated for a moment upon realizing he was addressed correctly. Nevertheless, his grumble would still be present, a short exhaled huff demonstrating his current mood a little but better. «I never agreed on helping you. What’s the point of this, anyway?»

{- ✶ -} “It needs to be moved. You’re here, I’m here– now help, or I’ll, like– tell Komui on you, or something.” He sighs, grasping at his last resort. “Please, Kanda-san.”

{- ✶ -} “You gonna keep on sulking or are you going to help? It’s heavy, Kanda.”

                   { roku–gen }