[Mitsuzane's cough sealed Takatora's resolve that he would not allow his little brother out of the house in that condition. Despite his attempts at self-control, Takatora closed the space between them again and carefully put a hand on Mitsuzane's shoulder, trying his best to be comforting.]

Mitsuzane, don't push yourself. If your friend wants to come over later, perhaps they can do so when you're feeling better.

[It was easy to look calm and in control of the situation until Takatora's phone started ringing, at which point he set his jaw and gained a very displeased look. Ryouma, as usual. He really could never get a break from work, but for now, the phone call was being pushed aside in favor of his younger brother's health.]

Let's get you back into bed.