Akaza sat there, a mixture of frustration and worry etched on his face as Koyuki turned away from him, a stubborn refusal to take the medicinal herbs evident in her demeanor. The silence between them stretched, and he gently reached out to touch her hand, his fingers gently tracing the skin underneath in an attempt to show his concern.

— "...You need to take this, you won't get better if you don't."

He says in a hushed tone, his voice barely above a whisper as he looks at her