It was just as well that Kenren had caught him first. Nataku's arm didn't hurt at all anymore, but he was careful to favour it a little as he helped Kenren lay Hanatarou down on the bed. He wasn't going to undo all the work the healer had done just moments after he tired himself out.

Nataku shifted to sit on the edge of the bed and touched his shoulder. "Hanatarou?"

He was still breathing, obviously, so he was probably ok...right? He bit the inside of his lip and looked up at Kenren. "What should we do? Is he going to be ok?"