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[doggonemad]

Like we ain't ever been shot before in our line of work. I healed up nicely, s'all good now.

[throughbamboo]

Sure, been shot plenty'a times myself. It happens.

But that ain't what I'm cursin' 'bout an' you know it.

[doggonemad]

. . . Yeah, I know.

[throughbamboo]

[how does he convey everything he feels in this very moment.

Oh, he knows]

'M punchin' that fuckin' dragon in the face when I get home.

[doggonemad]

I mean. I did kidnap Haruka-chan.

[throughbamboo]

. . . bro.

[doggonemad]

Shit was wild.

[throughbamboo]

[rrrrnnnnnnnngghhh.

He takes a long drag from his smoke]

Still shouldn't have left ya there.

[doggonemad]

. . . eh. It's done with now.

[throughbamboo]

Sure, it's done with.

[grumbling out around his cigarette]

'M still punchin' him.

[doggonemad]

There's always a reason ta punch Kiryu-chan.

[throughbamboo]

Tch.

[he runs a hand over his head, looking Hannya over again]

. . . y'look a lot better now.

[doggonemad]

. . . thanks.

[throughbamboo]

[seeing the difference between his bro, then, now, and how he is back home really contextualizes things.

He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly]

Shit.

[doggonemad]

Go ahead, say what's on yer mind.

[throughbamboo]

[he shakes his head a bit]

'M just pissed, bro. 'N not at you.

[doggonemad]

. . .

[ just. gives a nod in a direction, then walks that way. back to Clover.

they're not having this conversation out in the open. ]

[throughbamboo]

[yeah that's fine. He just nods and follows after him, finishing off his cigarette along the way]

[doggonemad]

[ he stubbed his own out mid-memory because woof. he's silent the whole way back.

once they get to Clover, he heads to his room. ]

[throughbamboo]

[woof indeed, for multiple reason on Nue's end.

Following him in, shutting the door behind them]

[doggonemad]

[ sits down on the edge of the bed.

like . . . that wasn't even the worst he could've seen, but jfc. ]

. . .

Yanno why I look better now.

[throughbamboo]

[coming to sit on the bed, close but like last time, with some distance between them]

. . . yeah, I know.

[doggonemad]

It's been a year since then.

[throughbamboo]

Just a year?

[doggonemad]

Since he died, yeah.