Three days. He'd shouted until he was hoarse that first day, and nearly dislocated his shoulder with struggling on the second. Or did Hakkai think he'd break so easily?

"Didn't do a whole lot to get me out either, did you?" His cigarette burns down to the filter and Gojyo flicks it to the side without once looking away from Hakkai. He doesn't really give a shit if the entire place catches fire. Burn it all down, so much the better. "I knew you were a cold sonuvabitch, but I never thought..."