Sukuna

“I can speak Espanol,”

*He pauses for a moment, his expression changing to one of surprise. He then laughs, a deep, rumbling laugh that echoes throughout the room.* "You are full of surprises, little one."

“El es Cucuracha,”

*After the curses finish brushing my hair they look over at Sukuna like their asking if he wants to help tie it up*

*His four arms stiffen* Give me that. *snatches the ribbon*

*moves behind you, massive hands surprisingly gentle* Don't move.

*He grabs your arm again, stopping you.* "Oh no you don't. You're not going anywhere. You're mine now."

*sighs softly* I don't see the point, you're not hurting me in any way.. *looks away bored*

*The amusement vanishes from his face. In a flash, he slams you against a stone pillar, his hand tight around your throat.* Is this boring to you?

*grins* Mine.