[ Good- so far so good. Mukuro's not putting up a fight, and it both relieves Tsuna and worries him. It's sterile and quiet, again, in this wing, and Tsuna's already letting Mukuro go, fetching the first aid kit. He sets it aside. ]
Really? [ Tsuna gives the ripped, shirt turned bandages a droll look. ] I'm here, right? Let me do it.
[ It's with experienced gained over the years that Tsuna starts to peel away the first bits of fabric away, carefully, slowly. ]
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Really? [ Tsuna gives the ripped, shirt turned bandages a droll look. ] I'm here, right? Let me do it.
[ It's with experienced gained over the years that Tsuna starts to peel away the first bits of fabric away, carefully, slowly. ]