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[ He didn't exactly mean right now, but it's good to see that Yuya will immediately veto his bad ideas when they're brought up; if only Kano's conscience worked the same way. ]

Mm, alright! If something happens to them, I'll be really mad, so I hope everybody's safe and happy in there~!

[Setting fire to the greenhouse is a firm 'no, never'. But Yuya's sure Kano has other ideas that normally wouldn't be so troublesome if he wasn't likely being scrutinized for summoning a demon and getting people hurt.]

You gave them a good home, so they should be.

[ It would have been a small fire... a small controlled fire to start and anything that happens after is out of Kano's hands. ]

Hm~ It's temporary, but it'll do for now!! We'll have to upgrade later, but for now, bedtime, bedtime... We'd better get you a toothbrush before we head back too, 'cause I'm not letting you go to sleep until you brush your teeth!!

Okay, okay! [They can take a detour back to the convenience station for a toothbrush, giving Yuya plenty of time to finish his shake before they get back to Kano's room.

He offers the guards the bright smile as they pass by and back, going to the bathroom to brush his teeth and take the sleeping pill and giving Kano time to settle back in with the blanket. Which he'll want back.]

[ Yuya is not getting the blanket back. Once Yuya's out of the bathroom, Kano's already thrown the blanket back on top of the bed with Nightmare. ]

Go on~ I'll be there after I brush my teeth!

[Well then Yuya's going to just try and take it off the bed again.] Should I turn the light off?

[ no..... his lizard is cold blooded, she'll freeze ]

Leave it on for a bit, I don't want to crush Nightmare on the way up!

[She has the second blanket, and maybe actually put her in a proper environment.]

Sure. [Yuya bundles back up in the same spot he was before. It doesn't take so long to get to sleep this time. There's one false start, and then he's completely knocked out in twenty minute regardless if Kano is back or talking to him.]

[ One blanket isn't enough when she's used to the two-blanket two-pillow life!!!! But maybe Kano should find her a proper environment, yeah.

Kano finishes up brushing his teeth and pulls his old smelly jacket back over his clothes too before coming back to the room, stepping over Yuya and dropping Nightmare down on top of Yuya's stomach. Finally... for the first time in months, he can sleep in a real bed. ]

[He could have had a proper bed for months if he didn't lose her tank and misuse the heat lamp.

Yuya doesn't react to a lizard on his stomach, peacefully asleep. For a while, at least.

It's not quite an hour when he starts whimpering something stirring in place.]

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[ Kano stays awake the entire time, tapping on his phone and snacking on a little baggie of stale pretzels he found in his jacket pocket, when he hears the skittering of Nightmare's feet on the hardwood floor as she slips off Yuya's stomach and glares balefully up at Kano.

Alright, alright... Quietly, he switches on the recorder on his phone, and hops off the bed to place Nightmare back on top of the mattress. He can sit on top of the desk for the rest of the night, he'd slept some during the day already anyways. ]

[For all Yuya's shifting, he doesn't really roll out of place more than sluggishly trashing his head and, occasionally, his arm. A minute passes, two, and he still seems caught up in his dream.] No... why...

[ Mm... They should maybe rethink bunkbeds in the dorms for all the nightmarers; even if Yuya doesn't move a lot when he sleeps, it's still a possibility. Maybe padded walls like they have in seclusion rooms, those would be helpful too. Those are the sorts of notes he takes on his phone while he watches Yuya's agitated sleep.

Don't do anything yet, he urges himself, though it's hard not to do anything about distress right in front of him. He has to wait and see, know more before acting. ]

[It's a very muted distress, fighting through sleep, and it's only through the quiet that Yuya's mumbling is easy to make out.] Stop... no, no...

[A whimpering sound, and then Yuya finally manages to roll himself to his side with a shudder, the pillow muffling his sleeptalking.]

[ Don't do anything, don't do anything, Kano tells himself as he hops off the desk with the intention of doing something. And that something is to try and tug the pillow out from under Yuya's head as carefully as he can so he can record something actually legible, sorry you're going to be waking up to a stiff neck tomorrow morning. ]

[Despite the nightmare, Yuya makes a blind grab for the pillow when it's tugged away. Not enough to actually claim it, but on some level he can tell that the softness is leaving.

Mostly, though, he's stuck in his thoughts. It's wordless, pained whimpers for a while, breaths barely forming words that keep pleading for mercy from... whatever.

Then a sharp whine from his throat and he tenses.] ...ll pay... you'll all... pay...

[ Oh, yikes. Even though Kano feels bad about taking the pillow away and tossing it up onto the bed for Nightmare to have instead of doing the smart thing and using it for himself, he's glad he came down off the desk, otherwise he might have missed what Yuya is saying.

Mercy... vengeance... That's not the Yuya that he knows.

Quietly, Kano sits down next to him, knees drawn to his chest and voice soft and low. ]

Pay for what?

[Yuya hisses, short between his teeth.] This. Traitors... after I... why...

[ Traitors...? Kano purses his lips, trying to think of what Yuya could be talking about. Traitor... somebody who betrayed him... Maybe he's talking about Kano? He has no idea who else would be a traitor but himself. But, that's traitors in plural, and- ahh, no point in thinking too hard about it, better get as much out of Yuya while he's still asleep. ]

Dunno why. What did they do?

Though you... kill... I'll get out--[Yuya twitches and whimpers, suddenly pained despite the harsh tone just before. The next words come out too slurred to decipher.]

Eh...

[ Was this something that Toki had written about? Absently, Kano digs into his pocket trying to find that notebook again, his other hand reaching over to pat Yuya on the head, as if that would do anything to calm him down. ]

Killed... somebody you know? Family?

[ Get out where??? Where is Toki's notebook, he needs more context for this... ]

[His response is more of an awkward sound than words, and in a minute Yuya seems to have calmed down, his posture falling limp and breathing steady as the worst of that nightmare passes.

Toki's notebook, if he can parse the French, is filled with some similar things. Fragmented details of of Yuya hating someone (or someone's), killing them, being killed, being hurt. There's some burning things in there, too.

But nothing with a strong enough clue for the actual scene Yuya seems to be experiencing in his nightmare. Just that it's full of pain--seemingly, he's causing a lot of it.]

[ Kano's French is pretty terrible without a translator, more or less capable of casual conversation but things like pain and death and burning aren't really things that come up in casual conversation.

Yuya seems to have quieted down a little too, and Kano worries at his bottom lip for a moment trying to decide whether he should pursue it and try asking something else, or if he should let Yuya get whatever rest he's capable of while he can. Something heavy and sugary right before bedtime, coupled with the hardwood floor aren't going to help matters either.

At the end, he decides on just a little more, still stroking Yuya's head. ]

Hey... if you're still there. What is it that you want? Something I can do?

[There's nothing, then, except for Yuya sleeping. Whatever was happening in that nightmare seems to have passed. Of course, there's still hours to go.

At least now he looks peaceful, strangely serene without the usual parade of expressions that usually crosses his face.]

[ Aaaaaaaand, he's asleep. Kano huffs out a sigh, giving Yuya's head one last pat before getting up to his feet. Dreams come and go in three hour cycles, he believes, so he'll stick it out until dawn before going to bed and pretending he was asleep this entire time.

For now, he climbs back up onto his desk and gets his notebook out to start transcribing what he has so far, brainstorm a little, maybe have a couple of tea bags on hand to suck on when he's feeling sleepy. ]

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