And of course the child took it as a criticism when Gyousou was nothing if not bewildered that he was still conscious at all. He didn't respond to the apology, occupied as he was with finding a seat at a table and arranging Taiki and his fabric cocoon beside him.

"Thank you for the loan of Gouran; he saved my life countless times. A fine shirei." It was more meaningless conversation to keep them both conscious, to give Taiki something to focus on. Not removing his arm from around Taiki's body - a flimsy shield at best - he began to pick out fruits from the plates around them, cut them into small pieces, and hold them up to the kirin's mouth. "I hear you were busy yourself... White magic certainly suits you."