[He wasn't sure what to expect by taking a look, but she was having discomfort. Maybe she had bruises that they forgot, or those really painful shallow cuts that happened sometimes, paper cuts that screamed pointlessly, hurting far more than the damage it'd caused. But Naoto's the type to keep her chin up in the face of things like paper cuts. This had to be pretty serious.]
[He lifted the back of her shirt and even now couldn't stop his face from turning pink. Okay, so it was shoulder pain, so he had to look-]
Action
[He lifted the back of her shirt and even now couldn't stop his face from turning pink. Okay, so it was shoulder pain, so he had to look-]
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[What the- what the hell!?]