[ people died. people were hurt. people nearly died.

subaru...

because kim soleum is so soft spoken even the snow outside could blot him out if it tried a little, kamui hears him as if at some distance, following his words like an invisible trail. part of him thinks if he goes outside, soleum won't let him back in. and part of him is okay with that, because he knows he's overstaying his welcome already and that going back on what he agreed to isn't the best. still, he wants to stay. still, he wants to be 'here' instead of elsewhere. still.

half rolling half pushing himself up to sit properly, he straightens his back a bit, reaching up to push at one of his own ears for no readily apparent reason. ]

I...when I woke up here...I had this cough. But I didn't have it before.

[ which is not terribly surprising. the sheer amount of fungal growths, some of which decided to also become corporeal, down below would have been enough to do work on any body manifested here. but somehow kamui doesn't think that's what it is even if he doesn't know what it actually, well, is. he shakes his head again, staring down at his hands, the tips faintly sharper, more arrowed in than standard human fingers. ]

Anyway...that's your food. I know it's precious. I won't take it.

[ what is a cat after all if not a creature who can be incredibly stubborn? ]