[Mikado could say he doesn't really remember what fear is like. He could explain that he can't fake desperation he can't feel--or he could fake it but it won't do much good. He could even comment that what Kida's doing right now is counter productive to his goals, or provoke Kida by pointing out that his people's loyalty doesn't mean much when he's on the run in Ikebukuro.]

[Instead he loses his temper a bit (that itself is an almost giddily novel experience for him, it's been so long) and stands abruptly. He walks across the rooms and grabs Kida's hand, holding the wrist so the gun rests right between his eyes and he's looking at Kida with annoyance.]

Either shoot me or stop throwing a tantrum and we can talk like adults. I'm sorry I'm not able to be afraid of you little demonstration, but it's not funny either. Don't just point a gun at someone you don't intend to kill, don't make threats so lightly. It pisses me off a bit that you're being so half-hearted, especially since I was a Lucky Hearts fan. So make a choice and stop being half-assed, Masaomi.