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[His eyes glance down at the bandaged hand. He curls the fingers into a loose fist around the empty packet, then drops the hand by his side.]

It's fine. Just bruised.

[Haha.

He peers at Sakyou for a long moment before looking away, like he's debating. The distant edge of feeling is morose, but uncertain.]

Sakyou, I... have something I want to ask you. A favor.

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