[Hinata kind of wrinkles his nose at the tacky feeling of Ouma's hand pulling away from his clothes in the midst of the pats, and really, he should expect what he sees when his gaze darts over there-
He sees the blood there, and for the first time a genuinely upset expression flits across his face. Hinata never really had a thing about blood before; doctors were never an issue or anything growing up. And he can still stomach seeing it, during the times that he has to, but having it on him-
Breathe. Ouma's alive, it's fine. In reality, that moment doesn't last even a second, so Hinata rolls his shoulders back as he scoffs.]
Well, you won't listen to me any other way, will you? A silver lining only you benefit from.
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He sees the blood there, and for the first time a genuinely upset expression flits across his face. Hinata never really had a thing about blood before; doctors were never an issue or anything growing up. And he can still stomach seeing it, during the times that he has to, but having it on him-
Breathe. Ouma's alive, it's fine. In reality, that moment doesn't last even a second, so Hinata rolls his shoulders back as he scoffs.]
Well, you won't listen to me any other way, will you? A silver lining only you benefit from.