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The first thing Toshi was aware of, in a vague, almost-still-asleep sort of way, was that he was uncomfortable. He shifted, hoping it would be more comfortable and he could slip back into the embrace of sleep. Instead, it sent a spike of pain through him and he was far more decidedly awake, much to his misfortune. He still hurt, and he could actually remember why. Some inconsiderate asshole had shot him. And even if he'd missed the most important bits - heart, lungs, major arteries - getting shot still hurt like hell.

He tried to shift again, and gave up with a hiss of pain. "Fuck."

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Toshi rolls his eyes a little. "Only you would get bored with literal years of entertainment on tap." His tone is only mock-sarcastic, though, the jab a friendly one. He's well-aware that probably ninety percent of what's available is garbage, and staring at the wall would be more engaging. Though going so far as to clean instead was maybe a bit much, from his point of view.

"So - what have I missed?"

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"Hmmm. That's possible."

It was also just hard to focus on some invented story when there was real-life drama happening. But he wasn't going to admit how worried he'd been, and he was pretty sure Hijikata would rather not know, anyway.

"Other than fending off your relatives? Not much. I suppose the police will want to talk to you, eventually."

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Toshi groans - the noise clearly one of frustration rather than physical discomfort. "God. I'm sorry you had to deal with that, Jiro is completely insufferable when he's worried about something." He knows it was probably the hospital that contacted them, and not Souji - and he can admit that was the right thing to do, but convincing his brother that this was an anomaly and not a regular occurence was goiing to be a pain in the ass. As for the rest of what Souji had said...

"What have you told the police so far?" Because people showing up at the hospital with gunshot wounds was reason enough for questions.

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"It's all right. They just care about you, that's all." Souji couldn't fault Hijikata's family for their worries, even if it did make him acutely aware of the odd position he occupied in Hijikata's life. Still, he'd managed to convince them to let him take care of things, which he considered a fairly decent accomplishment.

"I didn't tell them very much. Just what we were doing at the time, and that I mostly did paperwork for you, so I didn't know any details." Which had gotten him some skeptical looks from the cops, but he was pretty sure he'd at least been convincing enough to prevent them trying to dig into his background. "I figured it was better if I didn't get too involved."