[ Tempting to just allow them both to collapse there against the wall. He deserves that moment to catch his breath, but she thinks him better than that. Susato doesn't allow him to fall and instead guides him (with considerable effort) that final stretch into the kitchen, where a small table and chairs await them.
She lingers once Kazuma is seated, leaning like she's reading over his shoulder as she watches over him. She presses her lips against his cheek before pulling back, speaking softly into his ear. ]
I've promised you tea, haven't I...? [ Can't get too comfortable yet. She can at least put the kettle on, though she moves slowly to start, seeing how he will react. ]
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She lingers once Kazuma is seated, leaning like she's reading over his shoulder as she watches over him. She presses her lips against his cheek before pulling back, speaking softly into his ear. ]
I've promised you tea, haven't I...? [ Can't get too comfortable yet. She can at least put the kettle on, though she moves slowly to start, seeing how he will react. ]