Oh yes. But see, the thing about Mukuro was that he kept his smiling boy facade, even with this fact stored in mind, but despite that, he still managed to come off as more intimidating than he should, even if he was only a sixteen year-old boy. However, he was still concerned on the well-being of Hibari, even though the younger male had proceeded to beat up on a little boy for some stupid reason like he was being chastised.
But more importantly, he missed Chrome, which was the excuse he was going by as Mukuro walked Nata towards Hibari's hospital room, looking around at the stark white halls.
It seemed the chaos only attracted chaos in this place, as disappointing and boring as that was. One fight, led to a killing, led to some kid being torn apart and it was getting very repetitive and dull. But nonetheless, there wasn't much he was willing to do about it, especially with everyone somewhat moping over the return-home of a particularly adored resident. At least, that was how they all seemed when he was at work. But whatever.
Mukuro opened the door of Hibari's room slowly, smug smile on his face and Nata at hand, to see the dark-haired boy sleeping in one of the hospital beds.