Kazuha lives for nights like these.

On the deck of the ship, surrounded by the darkness of the night. Silence, with most of the crew being asleep. The soft weight of a head resting against his chest.

Admiring the starts above. Whispered secrets being shared. Quiet stories about his home back in Inazuma.

"One day, if fate allows... I would like to take you there. If only to visit."