Bunta feels himself smiling. He's honestly just so happy for Yukimura and the fulfillment that he's found in taking care of his child. He's always excelled at providing structure and plans that help others grow their potential, but nurturing isn't really a word Bunta would have ascribed to him growing up. Parenthood does such funny things to you.

"Not at all." He savors a more modest sip of his drink, dangerously comfortable. "If it wasn't rewarding, no one would have more than one..." Is that a self-tell? It sure as hell is.