[ Daisuke almost stumbles into the house and ends up collapsing near the doorway because he feels like he can't go on anymore. He tries to keep his breathing quiet when Akira goes to scramble for the first aid kit.
When instructed to take his shirt off, he does so, slowly. He tries not to move his left arm at all, so that's where the shirt gets out from. The wound is actually small--the size of a fingernail. It resembles a hole as if he was shot with a gun, except you can see the other side through it if you tried. The blood isn't stopping because the wound is a gaping hole.
Daisuke glances over at it and hazily wonders that if he didn't move in time, maybe that would have been through his heart instead, since the wound is a bit close to it. He grits his teeth to endure the pain. ]
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When instructed to take his shirt off, he does so, slowly. He tries not to move his left arm at all, so that's where the shirt gets out from. The wound is actually small--the size of a fingernail. It resembles a hole as if he was shot with a gun, except you can see the other side through it if you tried. The blood isn't stopping because the wound is a gaping hole.
Daisuke glances over at it and hazily wonders that if he didn't move in time, maybe that would have been through his heart instead, since the wound is a bit close to it. He grits his teeth to endure the pain. ]
Am I... going to be okay?