So many things had to change for those who found themselves trapped in this place. Finding himself needing to fight was rather less than most of the adaptations he'd already had to deal with. Yukito gave a soft sigh and lifted a hand to brush Touya's hair gently, pushing his worries out of his mind for a moment; now wasn't the time to stress about that.

"We can talk about it later," he replied quietly. "I'm sure you're tired, and you're hurt - I think you need rest more than anything else right now."