Nataku followed behind him. He hadn't been paying much attention to the notice beyond a cursory glance, so he was glad at least one of them knew where they were going.

Biting the inside of his lip, he watched Kenren's back as he moved.

"Alright," He replied, realizing that Kenren might not be able to see his nod.

He wasn't... worried, exactly. Even burns healed over in time. He wasn't (overly) guilty. It would be an insult to both Kenren and Homura to claim responsibility for what had happened. And he was grateful for the help when he'd honestly needed it.

What bothered him the most was Kenren being hurt on his behalf. Again. Every time he could spare Nataku some injury.

Quite unconsciously, he clenched his fist at his side while they waited for the healer to answer the door. "You're going first." Quiet, clear words aimed only at Kenren.