Ryuutaro anxiously watched as Hayato left, trying to keep him in sight as long as he possibly could.

Hayato was lucky though. Nobuhiro had been lingering about. The entire situation had left him extremely stressed and he wasn't quite sure how to handle this. The yakuza business was easy compared to dealing with his son and his... boyfriend.
So he faced Hayato, looking blank. That boy had just got shot and while he didn't feel much pity, he at least had a basic understanding for the level of hurt this must have caused, physically and emotionally.
"What is it?"
He didn't actually want to talk to this boy, but it looked like he had no choice.