dothewave | (no subject)

Your 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.

Yeah. My dad gave it to me.

Aa, I'll take care. I'm no good if I don't let my body heal.

Best that you were kept together then, no matter how heavy-handed the separation of you from Mukuro may have been.

Then don't sleep without attempting to replenish some of the fluids you've lost.

Mm, at least we were together, even if we were a little too together, haha!

Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to.

Just a little. You did well, in that place.

You are, at least, better than most of them when it comes to such things.

You were helping me out, weren't you?

I've been a baseball player since I was little. You get used to taking care of your body.

Putting you there was helping you out. It did not negate the fact that you were left to handle the most difficult step in your healing on your own.

Just as you become used to pushing it past its normal limits, I'm sure.

[Picks up the frost shard ice pack from where it was forgotten between the folds of the sheets.]

Maa, maa. . .

I never thought that could happen, since it usually doesn't stay a blade unless I'm using it. Illusions are impressive.

As I said. You did well.

[Rests the icepack back against Yamamoto's head, and holds it there.]

It does not take much to disguise oneself as someone else, at Mukuro's level of ability.

[smiles up at him]

I guess a sword would be easy.

[Reaches out and picks up Shigure Kintoki, flipping it from bokken to blade and back again, before resting it on the bed.]

Easy enough. But is it the sword being fooled, or is it you? That is a question more difficult to answer.

[gawks. wao]

Ha ha, you think so? Hmm. . .

No way, Shigure Kintoki couldn't be tricked. I'm way more likely.

The shape of the wound on your stomach may tell a different story.

Be careful against illusionists. 'Reality' is a very subjective thing.

. . . [Puts his hand on his stomach :( and sips his orange juice]

Mmm. . . Dad would be mad.

It may also suggest that there is some piece of the puzzle you're yet missing.

Missing?

[thinks about it, sipping his juice, then looks at his bandaged hand where he caught the sword himself before it went in. his eyes widen]

Ah - I could have done it.

Indeed.

. . .Ha ha ha, oh wow. Dad would be really mad.

Did your talk with Tsuna help to settle your heart?

. . .Yeah. Tsuna's great like that.

Then the situation was far from valueless, however harrowing it may have been.

Ha ha. Sorry I slipped up even after you helped out, I'm pretty bad at pulling off a bluff after it's been spotted.

I would have been more worried if you had managed a flawless deception. Your opponent was Tsuna, after all.

He always sees through stuff like that. It's like his eyes look at you and just go shnnk, right in.

Right into your heart, yes.

I had little care either way, whether you chose to tell him everything or nothing at all. But this way, I think, is better.