[He sighs, and it sounds a bit more like something slowly losing air. He's in better shape than Hayato, but not by enough of a margin for it to not be bothersome. He's wearing a high-necked shirt, despite the heat, and a scarf tied around his neck to boot. He didn't bother to cover the rest of the bruises, because they were less severe and alarming to look at since none of them were hand-shaped.]
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[He turns back toward the house.]
You should leave the wildlife be.