[Ciro's body isn't Chikusa's. Superficially, in many aspects, they are alike, he knows this. However, Ciro had never been raised in a lab, had needles driven into him constantly- his body is normal and unchanged. His body can feel pain.]

[But that doesn't mean his mind has to pay it any mind.]

[The pencil drives into thin skin, lead tip disappearing, but Chikusa doesn't react. His mind is a hundred miles away from his body here in this moment- perhaps early when he'd had to scale the side of the building. All he does is sit on Faustino's chest, trying to drive the air out of them there as well while his fingers tighten determinedly.]

....You're going to end up getting yourself killed.... And more importantly... People more important than you, too.

If you won't come yourself...

[...Then he'll drag him there.]