"So, did you have anywhere in particular you wanted to go?"

"Yes." But he looks at Tōkan with a corner of his eye and stops walking. "You're more hurt than you're pretending you are."

The other two stop, too, then Tōkan grimaces. "Damn it. Was hoping you wouldn't notice."

"You are the dumbest person I've ever met. Also you're rich, just get a car from one of those apps, we're not walking. And sit down."

"I'm not that hurt—"

"Lift up your shirt," says Subaru.

"I thought we weren't going to be horny now?"

"Lift up your shirt."

He sighs and does, and... yeah, the other kids only split his lip a couple places and gave him a black eye but the extent of the damage covered by clothes is rather telling. It seems like over three quarters of his skin is covered in bruises, and there's a bit of swelling around the lower right side of his ribcage.

"Sit the fuck down, Kokonoe."

"I'm fine—"

"If you say that again I'm going to make sure you're not fine myself."

He sighs once more and now that he's no longer working on pretending to be okay that makes him actually wince which in turns hurts more. Fine, he'll go over there farther from the road and sit down.

"You've got a broken rib."

"Come on, it can't be that serious."

"We are going to a hospital."

"Ugh."

"Does it hurt when you breathe in?"

"Yeah?"

"How much? Does it hurt more depending on how deep you breathe? How much does it hurt when you press on different spots? Any cracking noises?"

"Uh, it—it's uncomfortable but not like debilitating? Deep breaths don't hurt much more. Pressing, uh..." He pokes himself and grimaces some. "No noises, it... hurts like a bruise... a bit more, the swelling itself hurts."

"Probably not broken but you should go to a hospital anyway to check. Now chop chop, call the car."

"You're nowhere near this fussy about yourself," he grumbles, but he does grab his phone.

"I know what a broken rib feels like. And I don't need any fussing, I know when it's serious."

"Why am I not surprised."