Ajax took it as his responsibility to make sure his lover got the best rest ever made possible. The other had been "sick" Alright maybe not sick but badly injured, and he couldn't help but feel guilty knowing that he had a part to play in the predicament. The two had been play wrestling and ajax got a little carried away. Ajax came into the room with the fifth bowl of miso soup that day for his lover. "Do you still feel sore, honey?" He asked sympathetically, kneeling on the ground next to the bed. "I'm so sorry!" He sulked.