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[zantedeschia-praesul]

"Oh I'll be alright. Nothing I haven't gone through physically since I came home to you. Besides," he kissed the top of his head, evidently his favorite show of affection for Yuichi, "You're as light as feathers with that slender figure of yours~" Of course he meant that in good nature, teasingly may it be.

But he knew Yuichi made a good case; he mentally reminded himself that he didn't really have anything in the last few hours since he whisked Yuichi away. He probably should have a few more before they settled in for the night.

He only put his tank top back on, fully intended to have Yuichi use his jacket as a makeshift pillow. The heat from the fire was pleasant, inviting even, and eventually he noticed Yuichi was also on the brink of sleepiness. That was when he rolled up his jacket and placed it behind Yuichi.

"You should sleep first, Yuichi. You truly need all the rest right now. I'll keep watch for us."

Thankfully, while Nagasone was gathering the fruit, Yuichi didn't have much difficulty getting the fire started using a small spell to get some sparks going. (This particular spell, when done properly, is meant to expel a bolt of fire, but Yuichi had always struggled to perform it, resulting in just some heat at his fingertips and a few sparks. But, it served well in this use!)

Once it's lit, he sits back a little and pulls on his kimono-- even with the fire going, he can't help but shiver a little at the slight chill against his still-wet skin.

He smiles as Nagasone returns, and eyes the fruits-- ones he's seen, he's pretty sure, but can't identify himself. He watches as the toudan takes a bite, but when it seems they're in the clear, Yuichi takes one for himself.

He tips himself just a little, so he can lean his shoulder against Nagasone as he starts in on his own fruit, letting out a small noise as he's pleasantly surprised by the taste.

As they eat, he briefly remembers why they had come here in the first place. It's hard to believe that just some hours ago, he'd been at his wits' end, and now... Well, everything he'd felt so utterly overwhelmed by had seemed to have just... melted away. He hadn't felt more at ease in ages.

After eating the last bite of his fruit, Yuichi manages to stifle a yawn, and he's realizing now how tired he actually is. He hadn't had a decent night's sleep over the past days either, and it seems now that he's relaxed enough it's finally catching up to him.

He hums contently, though, and pulls his knees up to rest his head against them, comforable enough there while still able to watch his admiree, albeit through eyes that are growing a bit sleepy.

"Make sure you get enough to eat, darling," he insists, reaching over to pat Nagasone's leg. "You did a lot of carrying and lifting today. Gotta... replenish, yknow?"