"What does?"

Kira stepped up to Setsuna, looking down at him with a hint of amusement that hid whatever else his face might have shown. He let his eyes travel over his friend in this body and shook his head.

"Cute." He fished for a pack of cigarettes, focusing on Setsuna's face. He had been following him, he had followed the conversations he could, he had heard Rosiel. It wasn't hard to guess what had Setsuna so upset. "It's bullshit. Don't let the rotten bastard get to you."