The silverette paused for a moment to look up at Temari. He has gotten away? So...Ryohei was alright? He was alive? So all this wasn't for nothing. Ryohei was still able to fight. He could still serve the Vongola. Everything was worth it now. No matter what happened Gokudera did his job for the Vongola. There's another shaky gasp, as the tears flow freely and a weak smile spreads across his face.

"Th-thank god.... I didn't fail... I'm not useless... thank god..."

Hayato's little sobs were interrupted by as slight yelp as Black Jack inserted the needle. Not from the pain it caused, because by dammit he's had worse, but the odd feeling of something being jabbed into his back. Then there's a warm tingling sensation, in his lower half and it all goes numb. The teen lets out a slight whimper as he's rolled back over, still looking up at Temari.

"W-what's he doin'?"