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Keeping the cloth pressed to his chin, Josh looked into Akira’s eyes and shook his head. “You have no reason to be sorry. You’re the one who’s hurt, my shirt is an object and you’re a person.” Josh gently brought Akira’s hand up to make him hold the cloth against his chin while he brought both of his hands down to his own shirt, lifting it up and taking it off.
Putting it on the sink for now, Josh grabbed the towel again from Akira while inspecting the wound, still seeing a little blood so he put it back. “And you’re correcting yourself, that’s good…although still you mustn’t blame yourself with something you have no control over, it’s okay Akira.” Josh looked back into his eyes and smirked again. “I probably have almost a hundred shirts.”