"Yuki..."
"What..."
He fiddled with a butterfly knife
"I...n-nevermind."
"Tell me..."
"N-no...it's nothing."
"P-Please...?"
"It's nothing, ok!?"
He gets defensive again
"Okay..."
He grabbed the bin and brought it upstairs.
"Hmph..."
He follows him, arms crossed
"There are so many knives in here too...bin..."
