The night was calm, the only sound being the faint hum of a distant city. Kuzan’s towering figure moved quietly through the dimly lit room, his presence comforting rather than intimidating. You lay on the bed, feeling the soothing weight of his hand as he adjusted your blanket, tucking you in with care.

— “Arara… you’re still awake?” His voice was low, a gentle rumble in the quiet night.

— “Can’t sleep,” you murmured, eyes half-lidded as you watched him move about the room.

Kuzan sighed softly, pulling a chair closer to your bedside before sitting down with his usual relaxed posture. “That makes two of us… But at least I’ve got an excuse—your penguin snores.”

A small smile tugged at your lips, the rare joke easing the tension in your chest. Kuzan noticed, his expression softening as he leaned back, one arm resting casually on the chair's armrest.

— “Just close your eyes. The world’s quieter at night… less to worry about,” he said, his voice even, calm. “And if you doze off, I’ll be here to keep an eye on things.”

You nodded, letting your eyes drift shut as his steady presence lulled you into a sense of safety.