Mukuro hesitated then decided to err on the side of caution. Stubborn and prideful as he was, a wet bed was not something he, as an invalid, wanted to be lying on. So he gave a jerky nod before struggling to push himself up. It was hard going when he could use neither arm for support and all of his muscles had wasted away after ten years floating in water. In the end, he had to admit defeat and lay back panting, cheeks burning with shame. He refused to ask for help.
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