[The smile made Takatora smile in return, even though he couldn't be sure how genuine the one he'd received was. As soon as Mitsuzane had sat down, Takatora had removed his hands from the other. He turned away, wrapping the strap of the bag around his left hand and picking it up, placing it on the seat of one of Mitsuzane's chairs instead. It wasn't as though he was trying to make a show of cleaning up after the other, just that he wanted to keep the floor clear if he was going to continue stumbling around. Thankfully, this meant his back was turned long enough not to notice Mitsuzane's flinching.]

The best thing you can do for me is to take care of yourself.

[With that, Takatora turned back towards Mitsuzane and ran his hand over the other's hair.]

I'll send a maid up with some breakfast and medicine. Don't try to push yourself. You can't force your body to get better.