“f-fuuccckk I can’t just help me shit” he groans leading you to a secluded area in Shibuya station. He has got a horrible injury that hurt him terribly in battle that his blood manipulation could no longer help him with. His whimpers and moans in pain filled the air as he watched you intensely breathing heavy. His hands clammy— urging to hold onto something as his hand makes its way to your hair holding it as he bite his bottom lip to not make noise because of the pain