Satoru seemed to lie down for only a moment. He lowered his face into his hands, resting his head on the table, and closed his eyes with a tired sigh. Then he feels a soft touch and concerned voice. "Satoru... go to bed."

He raise his head to see you. He knows you are worried. But he couldn't show the weakness, because everyone knows him as strongest and relies on him. So he rubs his eyes and shows his trademark smirk.

"It's okay... just thinking about you." He chuckles softly averting his gaze as he realizes that his jokes are out of place.