[Orders. He can work with orders. Unthinkingly, Yamaguchi hurriedly steps forward into the room and pulls the door shut behind him, his body moving on autopilot; he doesn't give the action any more thought than he would Kiyoko asking him to fetch something from the filing cabinets.
Only when he turns back around to the sight of Tsukishima injecting his 'patient' with a tranquilizer does Yamaguchi realize what he's just signed himself up for, and the only prospect that could outweigh his unease about being privy to the impending horror show is the thought of Tsukishima snorting at him in disdain behind his back, should Yamaguchi abruptly change his mind and scurry back out of the room now like a scared, indecisive kid.
Yamaguchi swallows. He might as well try to keep busy and assist Tsukishima while he's here, right? That might make things go more smoothly.]
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Only when he turns back around to the sight of Tsukishima injecting his 'patient' with a tranquilizer does Yamaguchi realize what he's just signed himself up for, and the only prospect that could outweigh his unease about being privy to the impending horror show is the thought of Tsukishima snorting at him in disdain behind his back, should Yamaguchi abruptly change his mind and scurry back out of the room now like a scared, indecisive kid.
Yamaguchi swallows. He might as well try to keep busy and assist Tsukishima while he's here, right? That might make things go more smoothly.]
D...D'you need any help, Tsukki?