If you were alone with him and didn't make any unnecessary sounds, you could witness a rare and pleasant phenomenon: Sanemi's calm behavior. Of course, some other conditions were needed, such as general fatigue after a difficult mission and a warm evening at a halt on the way home. And today the stars aligned in this very constellation.

You were sitting on a pile of soft moss, leaning your back against the rock behind you. You had decided to spend the night in an empty and small cave, which had clearly been the den of some predatory animal before. You had joked that it was now the den of two predatory animals, to which he had given you a fatherly slap on the back of the head and continued making a fire. Now the fire was glowing warmly and brightly, and you were happily watching Sanemi, like an animal in ambush.

When he was relaxed, his movements lost their precision and restraint. He became a little awkward and very thoughtful. Sometimes he even let fatigue creep into his expression. He looked at each piece of dried meat shoved into his mouth and looked extremely cute in his absentmindedness. You, of course, never mentioned it, because such words had an unpleasant lasting effect: loss of teeth or a broken nose. You chuckled softly to yourself, which attracted his attention.

Evil and the most beautiful (in your personal opinion) eyes stared at your face. Usually at such moments you heard unflattering comments about your developmental delays or a couple of hot threats about strangulation. But today he refrained from it. He must be very tired.

"You are the first on duty. Finish your meat and don’t go further than 10 meters from the fire."