[ The only way Hibari could imagine this being any worse is if he had woken up in a tiny, cramped closet with something physically attaching himself to Mukuro, so his answer to that question is a frown and silence.
Wordlessly, he gets up, reaches over with forced calmness, and turns the doorknob. Nothing happens, of course - he scowls (it's an expression alarmingly similar to an irritated beast of prey), contemplating whether or not to physically smash his way through this boundary.
Contemplation takes all of .5 seconds before he gives the door the best blow he can in such a cramped space. Again, nothing happens, except he is probably in some deal of pain now, although his expression gives nothing away. ]
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Wordlessly, he gets up, reaches over with forced calmness, and turns the doorknob. Nothing happens, of course - he scowls (it's an expression alarmingly similar to an irritated beast of prey), contemplating whether or not to physically smash his way through this boundary.
Contemplation takes all of .5 seconds before he gives the door the best blow he can in such a cramped space. Again, nothing happens, except he is probably in some deal of pain now, although his expression gives nothing away. ]