[ The blood's still there in the water, clinging to the bottom of his shoes and leaving tracks across the floor when Kano steps out of the room, careful to shut the door behind him again when he leaves. The blood is very real, but the ground isn't where he's hiding it; wherever he'd been hit and caused to bleed, he doesn't show it at all, rubbing a hand against the back of his neck and heaving a sigh. ]
I wish the janitor's closet were closer by... all this running around's going to be a pain.
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I wish the janitor's closet were closer by... all this running around's going to be a pain.