from Kamui "are you okay? You're limping"
It shouldn't hurt, he told himself while gritting his teeth. Sure, maybe he got slammed in thigh with the equivalent of a bean bag going at the speed of a train, but it shouldn't hurt. It wasn't real- but if it didn't feel like it was a real injury. "I'm fine," he finally managed to hiss out after breathing through his nose for a few moments, "just slammed into shelf at work when I wasn't looking."













