[Gokudera very slowly takes stock of how he is as he’s lying still, pushes himself up slowly and pulls out a handkerchief to wipe about his ankle where that tongue had been. Who knows what effects tree saliva could have if left on the skin! Maybe he’s just a bit paranoid, though.
He stands and brushes off his shoulder, lifting an eyebrow at the gun in her hands.]
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He stands and brushes off his shoulder, lifting an eyebrow at the gun in her hands.]
Wouldn’t be the first time I’ve fallen.