The sound ripped from his throat, tearing vocal cords into shreds - hands held him back and he bit, kicked, scratched, fought himself free-
“HE’S DYING!!”
-hands caught his coat, dragged him back-
“-kid, just calm down-“
“Kaito, shh, please…”
“NOHe bit down again, harder, and not letting go until he tasted blood on his tongue, heard the little
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