[This... was nice. When was the last time they had spoken where Takatora had felt so comfortable? It almost seemed as though things were normal between them now, instead of the awkward tension that usually filled the air.]

What kind of brother am I that my younger brother is the one trying to take care of me?

[Takatora returned his hand to his side, tilting his head at the other and watching him carefully.]

I'll be fine. [He sighed, looking the other over once more.] Is there anything else you need now? You know you can always call me if you need anything.