[Takes a long time. He's making sure his wounds are clean, trying to scrub away the strange tainted feeling he feels all over, especially at the places where those hand-shaped bruises are forming, darker now than they were a little while ago. After he's turned good and pruny, though, he gets out of the bath, feeling much less stiff, and at least physically clean, and rebandages his injuries with the first aid kit in his cabinet. He doesn't like doctors or medical facilities, so he prefers to take care of himself and he has plenty of supplies. After that, with a towel draped over his shoulders and one around his waist, he emerges and is a bit surprised to see Tsuna still awake.]
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...I thought you'd be sleeping.