Yes. [He tugs more insistently on Hisoka's hand, noticing how, well, girly it feels. Tsuzuki knows better than to ever mention that to Hisoka, though. He pushes himself forward into the fog, his ears moving forward on his head. If dog's have a sixth sense for trouble, Tsuzuki is experiencing a touch of it.] This isn't right. Everything is like that time.
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