[He stares wildly at Takuto for a moment, half-expecting to feel the sharp pain of one or even two swords burrowing their way into him. After the fist hit they both had went down and now he is half crouching, half lying on top of his Meister, panting hard and trying to ignore the various stings of pain and wetness all over his body that their battle had earned him. It had been a lot closer than he would ever admit and he is pretty sure that it's just due to his latest cut in his face that his cheeks feel wet.
When Takuto starts moving again he tears his fist back, ready to hit him again until he realizes the words that are being said.]
Takuto... [Oh screw this. He hits him once more, hoping to be able to knock him out in the process. If his last punch had really woken Takuto up he would be better off not knowing any more than he already did.] That's for trying to get rid of me, you idiot.
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When Takuto starts moving again he tears his fist back, ready to hit him again until he realizes the words that are being said.]
Takuto... [Oh screw this. He hits him once more, hoping to be able to knock him out in the process. If his last punch had really woken Takuto up he would be better off not knowing any more than he already did.] That's for trying to get rid of me, you idiot.