[And a while after that, there's a flicker of darkness as Zexion returns, holding some miraculously cleaned laundry, and an equivalently tended sword...
Restoration of life energy still will not make up for the blood you have lost. Nor will restoration of your spirit. Not when so many other wounds yet remain.
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Okay. I'll count on you.
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He'll be home soon.
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'Cause you're our Tsuna. The tenth~ remember?
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I've never been disappointed by you guys.
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... and a rather large glass of orange juice.]
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Yamamoto, it's time to wake up.
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Hngh. . . Zexion?
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[Puts the clothing on the chair, leans the sword in easy reach of the bed, and brings the glass over to the bed. It has a bendy blue straw.]
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Ha ha, and orange juice? You're awesome, Zexion. [takes it |DD]
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Restoration of life energy still will not make up for the blood you have lost. Nor will restoration of your spirit. Not when so many other wounds yet remain.
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Aa, I'll take care. I'm no good if I don't let my body heal.
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