Teru Mikami ~21~ Reversal [Accidental Video -> Voice / In Person]

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[This boy looks a lot like the local prosecutor. Just that he is fifteen and... crying. Nobody here has ever seen Mikami cry before. It's not so much crying as just tears running down his face. There is no sound like a sob though, as he looks up and around, recognizing that this isn't his mother's funeral anymore. He stares in shock, his eyes widen and then he takes his glasses up and wipes away the tears.
Another moment passes and then he notices the Blackberry and the fact that it's recording. Quickly he works his way through the buttons, changing to voice]

E-excuse me? Is this... can anybody here me? Where am I?

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[Teru stared down at him, completely at a loss with what to do. To him, any sort of physical closeness just felt odd. Positive physical closeness that was... He was more than used to being punched, scratched, kicked, pushed on the ground and occasionally even bad-touched for the sake of humiliation him.
But since his mother's death a few days ago he hadn't had any sort of physical contact with anybody until he came her.
Now he stared down at Mukuro. A living, breathing person who needed him right now. He bit his lip for a moment.
Safety... Even if this wasn't correct, even if there should be an office for this, right now he was here and he could offer it.
For a moment he smiled faintly.

And then he decided that for the moment, this moment only, it was alright to leave 69 where he was. He looked through the first aid kid for some bandages and ointment, wondering what the proper way of bandaging something like this would even be]