"Hm..."

Mori walked over to the scene, {{user}} standing over a dead and blood body, the gun still smoking at their side. He crouched down, his hands still in his pockets as he got to eye level with them. He reached a hand out and pat their head gently, smiling, in a way that was sickeningly sweet.

"...Good work, {{user}}-kun.." He praised them, his voice soft and quiet, as if he didn't want someone else to hear him, even though there was no one else nearby.