[Well, that seems to strike him oddly, sending his gaze down toward that book he'd set down earlier.

"I find your cute little human pretense completely absurd. Don't you, Gourmet-kun?"
"Oh, you're here again? What do you want, Tsukiyama-san?"
"You're going to take your leave now."
"The second you become useless to me, I'll kill you."]

Oh, yes, and no matter what you're willing to do for them, it's n-

[He cuts himself off, however, shaking his head after a moment. No. No, we're not getting into that here. And besides, it's utterly untrue, isn't it ("Are you really going to be okay, Tsukiyama-san?"), sometimes it's just a matter of not having enough patience, surely eventually it'll be enough, it'll...

He laughs a bit after a moment, the sound quiet and breathless, the sort of thing that happens when you aren't entirely sure how you're doing but want to make an attempt at steadying yourself.]

You know, this sort of thing is part of the reason why I was telling you that we can observe some of your own traditions, should you choose to - all this is really just making me think it would be a good idea.

From the sound of it, we've both had enough of being kept out of others' happiness; it might be nice to try to find some of our own.