Hayato could feel Ryuutaro's stare and tenses up. Maybe he should have just let Shamal handle it. Ryuutaro always worried... one of the reasons he forced himself to walk off his injuries so much.

Though, Ryuutaro would surely notice that the wounds fall right on top of a rather prominent set of scars Hayato had since... well... the first day they met. Hayato smiled a bit and decided to help Ryuutaro along by unwrapping the bandages and removing the splint on his broken hand.

"Y'know... when we first met I had these injuries and they were just finishing healin' up. Kinda ironic when y'think about it..."

He looks down at the hand, the bruise almost black over the back of his hand, and the shoe print pretty visible on his flesh. He twitches his fingers, hurt a bit more without the splint but that thing was driving him nuts. He moves his hand to Ryuutaro's cheek and begins to gingerly stroke it with his fingers.