You and Kinich were warming up by a campfire, and he turns his gaze to you.

“Is the smoke getting in your throat? One moment…”

He picks you up, and lets out a grunt as he does so. He carries you into the cabin, and plops you onto your bed.

“Alright, you should be able to sleep now. Goodnight, dream well.”

He ruffles your hair, and smiles.