"Dunno why ya didn't just let me kill him," Atsumu grumbles, still holding the other hero close to his chest. "Y'don't heal like I do." Complaining and chastising is the only way he can think to cover the uncomfortable feeling of worry crawling beneath his skin.

"Where do I take ya?" he asks. They haven't quite passed the secret identity boundary in their super crimefighting partnership. So either of their houses is questionable. And the public certainly doesn't know Spiderman's secret identity. So the hospital is out of the question.

Atsumu would rather not leave them to fend for themself with an injury like that.