[from herp derp derp]

Kyousuke cringed slightly as he started to make his way down the hall. When he was still and talking, he could (almost) the pain he was in, but now that he was walking, any pretense melted away. It was hard to say if was getting worse, or if he was just more acutely aware of it.

He did his best to move in ways that didn't aggravate it, and attempted to shift his focus to anything nasty that could be lurking in the corners. It was a bad choice of distraction—all that did was make him tense, and since he'd already been attacked, every strange little shadow had him totally on edge.

It was stupid. Like little kids who thought there ghosts in the dark. He could almost kick himself for it, if not for the fact those kinds of fears were actually perfectly legitimate here. He sighed. Surely there was something better to be thinking about.

"... I didn't quite catch your name before," he remembered. "I'm Tsurugi."

It was polite, he guessed, and if they were going to go together, they might as well introduce themselves.