[Hinata's fingers twitch as she finds a grip on his hand... and his expression immediately softens as emotion wells up, even stronger now, his throat feeling tight from it. This is really Noire.] Oi, it's fine, it's not that deep of a cut.
[His free hand lifts up, pauses...
He's watching her, and there's a cautious hope in his expression. She's really here. She's not just a trick.]
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[His free hand lifts up, pauses...
He's watching her, and there's a cautious hope in his expression. She's really here. She's not just a trick.]