“There was no bullet. It had torn straight through the side.” Kaito murmured and felt sleepy. “Hakuba?”
Torn straight through… either a graze or-
Hakuba paused, hand on the car door at the mention of his name. “Yes, Kuroba-kun?” he asked, running through his medical training in the back of his head.
He had all of the supplies that he’d need to take care of minor injuries, though if it was anything more, he’d have to convince Kuroba to go to a hospital, which he imagined would be a new set of complications.