A few hours after the dragon got away, Hawk decided to go and busy himself with helping out. He was in no condition to be doing such work, but really he needed to be doing something and didn't want to go home and go rest like he should be.

Mukuro will spot him while she's looking for people who need help. He's sitting down and looks exhausted to the point of barely even being able to stay awake any longer. He figured he could afford to rest a few minutes. While the worst of his wounds were healed and he's not in any danger of dying, he definitely still is feeling the effects and some bruising is already showing up. He's not dealing with this well because he shouldn't even still be alive. In his mind the only acceptable reason for failing was death. But he sees Mukuro and her impractical shoes and now is wondering how she can stand walking around in those. Girls were weird at times in regards to looks. Well, at least it's temporarily distracting him from how bad this has all gone.

"Did you actually fight in those or did you arrive later to help with the rescue?" He wasn't really paying attention to the others since he was right up there with the dragon as much as he could be and he's the sort to rush on in and not care much for anything else in the battle.