Frustration is welling in Hiroshi's throat. He'd been able to find something blunt to hit the chains with -- some sort of ritual-looking object he didn't want to think about -- but the chains are obnoxiously sturdy, and he can't even tell if he's making any real difference. And his arms hurt and his hands hurt and his head hurts and everything's hurting.
And all the while, Maria might be dead right now.
He's been trying to keep an ear open for Minako's return. He just hopes she doesn't hear the clanging before he hears HER.
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Clang.
Frustration is welling in Hiroshi's throat. He'd been able to find something blunt to hit the chains with -- some sort of ritual-looking object he didn't want to think about -- but the chains are obnoxiously sturdy, and he can't even tell if he's making any real difference. And his arms hurt and his hands hurt and his head hurts and everything's hurting.
And all the while, Maria might be dead right now.
He's been trying to keep an ear open for Minako's return. He just hopes she doesn't hear the clanging before he hears HER.