[sits up and looks at, looking over Hashirama's face. reaches for the bit of his shirt that he ripped and tied around his own ankle, bringing it up to press against the cut on Hashirama's face, dabbing up the blood.] Don't die on me. I still need to get my revenge. [kisses his cheek, under the blood, then darts up, running the opposite direction, stumbling a little without the ankle brace and the adrenaline rush, feeling dizzy and in a lot of pain.]
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