[ Fushimi follows at a sedate, limping pace. The limp is better, at least, but it still hasn't gone away entirely, in part because Fushimi won't stay off it, but maybe it's good to walk around! It'll prevent, uh, blood clots? ]
I'm not telling him. [ Yata's not great with ghosts, please understand, he'll never sleep in that room again. ]
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I'm not telling him. [ Yata's not great with ghosts, please understand, he'll never sleep in that room again. ]
We should check the rest of the house.