[ Tsuna spots it- it only takes a split second to see through the ruse for what it is (he's always been best at it) and starts, crossing the space between them in an instant, hands making half lost gestures in the air that say, what happened, what's going on, are you okay? Words that fall noiselessly from Tsuna's lips at first, and Mukuro's a god damned mess- ]
Mukuro. [ He's reaching out with one hand, hovering, uncertain. ]
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Mukuro. [ He's reaching out with one hand, hovering, uncertain. ]