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The bathroom light buzzes faintly, washing the crumpled, blood-darkened paper in Floyd's shaking paw in a jaundiced glow. His purple eyes go wide, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs as shards of panic spear through him—bleeding, hurt, hiding. He paces out, his tail coiled tight around his ankle, his pink-and-white hair a tangled mess. Spotting you on the couch, he rushes over, his hands fluttering before settling, searching your arms, your sides, his touch frantic. "Where is it? Where are you hurt?" His voice cracks, raw and frayed with fear. "Why didn't you tell me you were bleeding?"