"Normal people don't just pass out like that", Cronus repeated, yet again, as they sat down in a coffee shop he'd managed to bring Kankri over in the last ten minutes.
'Then it is only your fault, for assuming I am anything remotely close to normal', Kankri would have loved to reply, but he didn't have that kind of confidence with this greaser-wannabe just yet. "That is not a very nice thing to say to those of us who DO, in fact, 'just pass out like that'. We are as normal as you consider yourself to be, nevermind our low blood pressure, and would like to be treated in a likely fashion, thank you very much",
"Wwell excuse me, princess", he rolled his eyes, as Kankri's eyebrow twitched. He did not appreciate being treated with such a condescending tone of voice, "I'm just sayin', you should'vwe told me you wwere not feelin' wwell".
The funny thing was that, although he was doing his very best not to demonstrate it, Kankri knew Cronus had actually worried a lot about his well-being; which is why his mind showed him things that worried him at the time as well. The empath felt tempted to allow some compassion to slip through, but just then Ampora started trying to flirt with their unfortunate waitress, and that only made Kankri want to torture him further.

After several minutes of silence, their order arrived. Once his green tea fumed softly in front of him, and Cronus finished adding his preferred amount of sugar to his cappuccino, Kankri cleared his throat to get the attention back to his person.
"Wwhat?", he was asked, and he needed to sigh and to look for strength within the deepest parts of his being to continue with this unwanted conversation.
"This might feel a little more forward than you would appreciate at the moment, and I do apologize if I were to cause you any psychological strain with this line of conversation, but I think you will understand that I cannot simply stay quiet after the interest you've showed in the classroom, and how insistent you are that I take on the unpleasant duty of clarifying what 'went down' in there, as you so nicely put it. In lieu of all this, please forgive that I ask; what IS exactly your connection to all this? And, if you don't mind, why did you come to me instead of reaching out to the police?".
Cronus remained stunned for a few seconds, for what Kankri would have loved to believe was a sudden awe for his linguistic habilities -he could tell, however, that he was doing his best not to laugh out loud. How nice of him.
"I'm- pfft- sorry", he took a few breaths to calm himself down, as Kankri looked away, his pale cheeks now flushing fervently. "Just, you really livwe up to your reputation, huh? But nevwermind that, I'm dropping it. You can stop glaring at me, yes. Uh, wwhat wwas the question again? I got lost in your little monologue".
"Your connection to the case, and-".
"Right! Wwell, I can't tell you a lot about it. But you should knoww that the police can't interfere in wwhatevwer wwe do. I'm, uh, looking for someone. And I think he might'vwe been in that classroom last night".
"How could you possibly hear about this incident before the police were called?", Kankri wondered out loud, as he sipped from his tea. Delicious.
"You should not underestimate the mafia's net of information... Wwhat? Don't act surprised, evweryone knowws that my dad is the boss of the underground 'round here, and you do too", he felt annoyed, and a hint of shame peeked from beneath it.
"It's simply surprising to hear you saying it out loud. I am well aware that you tend to loosely deny any connection with the crime business whenever you are asked", he replied in a light manner, trying not to poke the bear.
"Yeah wwell, denying it doesn't make it any less true... Before you ask, yes, I think this has to do wwith my family's enemies... Listen", he leaned forward, and Kankri retreated a little to avoid any unwanted contact. Cronus' emotions seemed to be stronger than he was used to, and he felt quite drawn to immersing his mind fully in the Acquarius'. But that was dangerous and, honestly, quite inconvenient for the time being. "Listen, I knoww that this can be vwery dangerous... My dad's enemies are pretty sick in the head and wwon't hesitate to harm you if they think you're a threat, but... I heard about you, ok? And I'm sure you can do this... So please... Please help me savwe Eridan".

Darn his imperious need to answer to any conceivable cry for help. He couldn't say no to those sad purple eyes.
"...what do you have so far?".