“Are you really sure about this?”
He takes a deep breath, and another. Rain soaks through his clothes, making it difficult to breathe under his mask. He’s shaking; from fear, grief, determination. He reaches up, tugging the bag off his head in a sharp jerk before turning to look at the older man.
“Yeah,” he manages to say without messing up his words, the first time that week. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees Urie and Saiko nod assent.
Marude gives him yet another one of his many judging looks, like he still couldn’t believe how much of an idiot he could be despite all the time they’d spent working together. Hide grins at him in response because, hey, he’ll be fine. He’s sure he’ll be.
“We’re getting you kids right out of there as soon as anything doesn’t seem right—with or without Kaneki Ken.” Hide nods, holding up the alarm trigger he’s taking with him in case things go south. Marude sighs, making a shooing motion with his hand.
“Proceed with your stupidity then.”