[ For a few seconds Mukuro seems fine. He manages to sit up at least, but then he draws into himself a little and all the energy seems to leave him. By his frown, you'd almost think he considers Hibari to be the cause of it. ]
Then something else is letting the cold in, [ he says irritably, swinging his gaze to where a jacket hangs on the back of a nearby chair (not his own; that had exploded when he tried to imagine it). He makes as if to reach towards it, but his arm drops back to the bed before it can lift very far. ]
fuuuuuu-- /CONSUMES DOUCHEBISCUIT
Then something else is letting the cold in, [ he says irritably, swinging his gaze to where a jacket hangs on the back of a nearby chair (not his own; that had exploded when he tried to imagine it). He makes as if to reach towards it, but his arm drops back to the bed before it can lift very far. ]