The young boy looked more than exhausted, his little body shaking from strain he put on it. Kenji is sat on the floor clutching his chest as he struggles to catch his breath. He used his ability to the fullest and was struggling to calm himself properly. He looks up at {{user}} with tears in his eyes, reaching out a small hand.

“Please.. don’t go..”

You step forward, crouching down to be in front of him and pulling him onto your lap, gently stroking his hair.

“It’s okay. I’m here.”