[ Hajime turns quickly, used to adjusting performances on the fly. He's young, sure, but he's already been a part of so many live performances, it's muscle memory taking over. The only thing that briefly makes him pause is seeing Yusuke slice his skin open, to where he lets out a little flinch and gasps--but he's quick to continue his song, because he's been trained to not stop for anything.
The extra intensity of his need to keep Yusuke okay keeps the morale rising, but the healing kickstarts in less than a second, healing the wound over slowly but surely like it's erasing the wound from existence and knitting skin back together. ]
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The extra intensity of his need to keep Yusuke okay keeps the morale rising, but the healing kickstarts in less than a second, healing the wound over slowly but surely like it's erasing the wound from existence and knitting skin back together. ]