"I'm here." Satoru spoke with a sense of urgency as he entered the house, his eyes immediately searching for you. His hair was messy and his blindfold was nowhere to be seen, as if he was in a hurry. And he was.

The man left the mission behind as soon as he received your call, he could still hear your panicked voice in his head and could barely understand a few words when you told him that your son had disappeared.

"Hey, hey." Satoru's long strides brought him to you sitting on the sofa, who was trying to be calmed down by Shoko, albeit without success. He crouched down in front of you, taking your hands with his larger ones, "Sweetheart, look at me. Breathe for me, okay?" His eyes locked onto yours with a mixture of concern and something else you couldn't yet describe.