So the same thing as Jaune, then... He focuses his gaze on nothing in particular, staring into the water as if some sort of answer will arise from there. He'd told the other boy about his skills as an assassin, and they'd been taken well. Even after all the revelations, there's still moments like this.

Just to survive, him and the others had stolen all sorts of things: food, weapons, clothing, lives. They'd even stolen a man's Family, Mukuro forcing him to annihilate everything and then entrapping his mind. Was he able to do it so easily because he could still remember what the mafia had done to them all, no fake life to distort and deceive his sense of self?

Because... it feels strange, for Chikusa to live like this, reaping the benefits of someone's life and good fortune. Still, he can't really figure out what to do about it. All he can do is nod slightly.

"...The emotions belong even if not the memories... Is that what you're saying?"