[Hinata doesn't answer, and instead makes his way to the dorm rooms. Nowadays it doesn't take him long to find them even with the constantly shifting state of the hallways. When he enters the room, he's as quiet as he's capable of being, despite the cringey sound of the door creaking open. He carefully shuts his door and crosses the room to sit down next to Kageyama. He definitely looks way too worried, and feels quite helpless. He can't even bring himself to look over at Onoda, too weak to potentially see an injury right now, apparently.]
Are you okay? [He asks again, even though there's probably not much he can do. He knows that both of them are pretty sensitive to this kind of thing. What happened to playing volleyball every day? He misses when the most dramatic and complicated thing of his life was the Spring Tournaments and stupid fights with his partner.]
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Are you okay? [He asks again, even though there's probably not much he can do. He knows that both of them are pretty sensitive to this kind of thing. What happened to playing volleyball every day? He misses when the most dramatic and complicated thing of his life was the Spring Tournaments and stupid fights with his partner.]