[ koujaku doesn't need to look at the discarded can top to know that she's bleeding. he can see her hand just fine, can see the blood. he sighs, reaching over to grab the spoon out of her hand, shielding his nose and mouth with his opposing forearm. he doesn't have a shirt on. it was hotter than hell and he's running a fever on top of it. shut up. ]
If it's almost ready, I can finish up here. Maybe you should clean up before you get blood in my soup.
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If it's almost ready, I can finish up here. Maybe you should clean up before you get blood in my soup.