Reiji's POV

Hyoma sat down near Reiji, fishing through his bag. He pulled out two zip lock bags, each with a sandwich inside. He took one out and held it out it to Reiji. Reiji warily took it, using just his fingertips, and watched as Hyoma began to eat his sandwich before nibbling on his own. Reiji couldn't remember the last time he ate. It must have been before his battle with Gingka, because the Dark Nebula didn't feed him after that.

After the sandwiches were gone, Hyoma passed Reiji a plastic water bottle of water. Reiji took it gratefully, drinking a small amount then handing it back, still careful not to touch the glass lodged in his hands.

Hyoma's POV

Hyoma looked at Reiji's hands. At the glass. It was really going to hurt taking that out. But if he didn't, it was going to get a lot worse.

"Hey Reiji… I really need to take out the glass." Reiji's head snapped up, panic on his face. "Please. It's going to get worse if I don't treat it." Reiji looked down at his hands as they began to shake.

"I promise I'll be careful," Reiji looked back up, cautious. He still didn't quite trust Hyoma. "...ok" Reiji said quietly.