[Mukuro nods a few times, almost childishly as she silently agrees - talking about this is hard, and scary, and something about it is making her feel small and weak and helpless all over again. Even though their entire family is dead, herself included. Even though she knows she's never been safer from them. She's a world away, and she's stronger than she's ever been, and there's still a tight coil of anxiety in her guts and her heart is speeding in her chest because you're not supposed to talk about this.

But. She's okay. And Riley is okay. And talking is - it's helped Riley, so it's okay. But - she opens her mouth, then closes it, and shakes her head. No, she can't talk about this anymore, not--]

Not - n-not - right now.
But - th-thank you.
And. Um. If you ever - want to. I'll always listen. Any - any time. You know I w-won't - I won't tell.

[Riley's secrets are safe. Riley is safe. Mukuro wants her to understand that more than anything right now, she thinks. It's more important than whatever pointless instinctual emotions she's having.]