Nataku met the glare with a calm gaze...and released a silent breath when Kenren smiled again. At least the other god wasn't really angry. If he was, Nataku wouldn't have turned and shot Hanatarou a conspiratorial grin moments after. Good job. Most likely the healer was just telling the truth but Kenren would have been more stubborn without.

He watched the god unwrap bandages, noting where clean lines and scars became an ugly mess of raw burns. Stupid. That had to hurt a lot more than he let on. He hesitated where he was, torn between wanting to sit beside Kenren and staying out of the healer's way until he knew it wouldn't be distracting.

"Do you want me to do anything, Hanatarou?"