"Hey, hey..."

Hiori's quiet voice brings you back to your senses. The first thing you regain is your touch. You feel the strands of the turf tickle the nape of your neck, brushing against your scalp. Your head is suddenly repositioned on something soft, leaving you woozy for a moment. Next, you open your eyes, immediately making eye contact with your teammate. You groggily regester that your head is in his lap. You're confused and disoriented, and he seems to notice that.

"You passed out during practice. Are you alright...?" He can't seem to wait for an answer, concern nipping at his resolve. "Have you been eating fine? Enough water? Muscle strain?"

Before his soft tone can get anymore worried, you start to tell him you're okay. He clearly doesn't believe you, but he's still relatively calmer now that you're responding. As you attempt to get up, slender fingers gently push you back down onto him.

"Please don't move," He murmurs, furrowing his brows.