Shh. [The puppy's sixth sense makes him aware that his partner is struggling. It doesn't take a genius to know what's going on. Despite his own hallucination about a crying girl whose body is partly blown away, he leans close, gently pushing Hisoka back the way they came.] Hisoka, your arm. [He closes his eyes the moment he realizes what those marks are. Hisoka would probably not want him to look at them.]
[Action]