[ Of course, it's been there all along, from the moment Tsuna defeated him so many years ago, and his constant pestering to Reborn (are they okay? are they?) to this, here and now. Tsuna's always cared far more than he should. It's his one constant failing grace, but subsequently his salvation. Funny, isn't it?

He takes a deep breath, and tells himself everything will work out, he's got everything under control. Everything will be all right. It's more difficult to grasp the composure instilled into him by Reborn than it should be. ]

What kind of person would I be if I didn't care? [ Tsuna looks away, at the lacerations and cuts and scrapes. ] I leave you alone for one day, and look what happens.

[ It's a feeble kind of joke, but he means every single word of what he says. ] Mukuro- just- don't do anything stupid anymore, okay?

[ Because, what will happen after he's gone? ]