Quit whining. [The cartilage feels alright, enough that he can pull his hand away and stop touching. Looking down at the remains of his shirt then, Vanitas frowns a little, but shrugs it up and starts peeling it off. No sense keeping it now that it's torn.
There's a big red mark still on his stomach from where he was punched, hints of purple in the center proving that it's going to bruise.]
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There's a big red mark still on his stomach from where he was punched, hints of purple in the center proving that it's going to bruise.]
I don't think it's broken, at least.