Naoya gave Subaru a small, almost sheepish smile. He didn't want to worry anyone with the details of their meeting, but at the same time, he didn't want the other man to feel bad for forgetting.

"That's alright, there wasn't much to remember on my part." He had spent most of the time unconscious on the floor. Naoya glanced at his brother, slighter calmer at the constant reassuring contact at his side. Nothing was going to happen. He was just worrying and it was eating up his insides, twisting around like a bunch of snakes.

And suddenly Hokuto was bleeding. Naoya's eyes widened frantically at the sight and the young man leaned forward abruptly. "Sumeragi-san?! Your nose...! Are you alright?!"