Eyes lowered, Noritoshi looks away to the side with a frustrated grimace while adjusting the gauze taped to his face. The cuts and scraps all over his body was leaking blood into the bandages, and honestly the white of his uniform does little to hide the dark red liquid that was already clotting to the cloth at some spots. But even then, as his eyes slowly moved back up to look into yours, the proud defiance on the Kamo heir's face was still there.

" Most of the blood isn't mine, my curse technique will stop the rest of the bleeding. I'm fine..."