He saw Kira smile. He was tall and thin, and the way he walked expressed security, so he assumed Kira was probably good looking. He was wearing a khaki suit, light and crisp, his voice calm and educated.
"Very good," Kira conceded. He crossed a leg at the knee, apparently studying the chess set. Still, Zero was almost certain that he wasn't going to move a piece, not yet, at least. He did, however, tap a finger over one of the white rooks. "May I compliment you, Zero? Your Black Knights have managed an impressive feat."
"You have also managed quite a lot, Kira," Zero conceded before tilting his head. "Though it is surprising for a half Japanese to kill both Britannian and Japanese people."
Kira didn't wince, his body didn't move, his smile remained placid and soft. Behind his mask, Zero smiled because he knew that his assumption that Kira was Japanese was correct. He still wasn't sureif he was part Japanese or all Japanese, but regardless, it made the situation more interesting.
"Justice knows no nationality, Zero. I just seek to punish criminals."
"Oh? I wonder, what do you consider me, then?"
He knew that he considered Kira a possible rival, perhaps a powerful ally if he managed to get him to his side, but also one who would kill him at the first opportunity that presented itself. He thought that Kira considered him the same, equally dangerous.