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[goodknightdaddy]

Easier with you on my back than in my arms.

[Sorry he can't princess carry you out. He hooks his arms under Kamukura's legs though, makes sure the man is holding on, then heads down to the stables. They are thankfully not attacked on the way, somehow, and manage to get on a horse, Keirean settling Kamukura in front of him.

But as they head out a monster appears, the horse spooks, and they're sent on a mad uncontrolled dash through the forest, Keirean holding onto Kamukura and the horse, grimly keeping them on.

At some point the horse stumbles, and later finally stops, panting, limping, and Keirean slides off with Kamukura in his arms, looking around the dark woods.]

[ehnnui]

[Look he may dream about being princess carried by Keirean but this is already firmly in nightmare territory and only getting worse. He blacks out a few times on the uncontrolled dash, which isn't HELPFUL, but there's only so much a man recovering from monster poison can do in this kind of situation. He's conscious when they slip off the horse, though, if kind of hazy, and peering at the trees owlishly.]

...Not ideal.

[goodknightdaddy]

It could be worse.

[Though admittedly, not by much. He kneels, setting Kamukura up against a tree and checking his temperature then his wound. Finding neither in a good state he smooths Kamukura's hair back then goes to check the horse. It's injured as he thought. He comes back with a flask of water. Holding it to Kamukura's lips.]

Drink.

[ehnnui]

At least... no one is on our tail, probably.

[he is a cooperative patient! obediently drinking a few sips, then tipping his face away.]

[goodknightdaddy]

I'd be impressed if anyone could follow us after that.

[He touches Kamukura's face again, frowning.]

You should drink more. You're feverish.

[ehnnui]

...We should find shelter, first. The horse...

[is a shiny bait beacon for predators, even if Kamukura himself weren't. which he is.]

[goodknightdaddy]

Looking in the dark like this won't do us any good. We're lucky we didn't fall into a pit or worse as it is.

Get some rest. I'll keep watch. We can find shelter in the morning.

[If they're attacked he'll defend them. He's still capable as a knight!]

[ehnnui]

Mister Monique...

[he sounds like he wants to protest but also like he's on the very edge of blacking out again, which may explain the impudent form of address. one that he may have indulgently let a child use in the past, but, well...]

[goodknightdaddy]

[It is a strange way to hear his name from this man but the situation is too dire to mind it.]

No arguing.

[In truth, though he's in great shape he isn't young enough to be pulling an all nighter without feeling it later. But they don't really have options and hopefully tomorrow they'll find somewhere safe enough. He'll manage fine until they can relax a little. ]

Rest. I'll protect you.

[ehnnui]

[he makes a soft, cranky little sound, then he's out cold. he'll be down for the count until morning, or until he's woken.]

[goodknightdaddy]

[Whether he wakes to the occassional sound of fighting or not, he's being gently scooped in Keirean's arms come morning. There's the coprses of some minor monsters, if he looks, but Keirean is carrying him princess style this time as he leads the limping horse.]

[ehnnui]

[he's not really processing things well by morning. his condition has taken a predictable downturn overnight, but he's still cooperatively holding still to be carried, blearily looking around like he's on the watch for danger.]

[goodknightdaddy]

Trust me a little. Relax.

[He's worried because Kamukura is burning up. They need shelter. And food. After a bit he stops to set Kamukura down to try getting him to drink again.]

[ehnnui]

[what is this "relax"... he shakes his head.]

I'll watch your back.

[he's less fussy about drinking as much as keirean wants him to, this time. he's far less aware of their situation, really, at least on a level he can really think about.]

[goodknightdaddy]

[He sighs and finishes feeding Kamukura water.]

No. Get some sleep if you can. At least rest if you can't.

[ehnnui]

I slept all night...

[he does need more though]

[goodknightdaddy]

You aren't in any shape to backtalk.

[ehnnui]

Mmh...

[he WANTS TO, but he hides his face against Keirean's shoulder instead. better?]

[goodknightdaddy]

[Well, it's something. Keirean strokes his hair then picks him up. Time for more walking.

It's early evening, they've stopped a few times for water and rest and rations from the saddlebags which Keirean has insisted Kamukura eat. But it's been a long day and Keirean is exhausted and getting anxious, though he doesn't show it even a little. Doesn't seem tired either, impassive and cool as always.

It's not shelter exactly but he does find them a somewhat guarded position to set Kamukura down and settle the poor horse.

Wrapping Kamukura in his cloak he pats his hair.]

Rest. I won't be far.

[He needs to forage at least some food for them. But he can't go far to hunt it with Kamukura helpless.]

[ehnnui]

[It's pretty much impossible for Kamukura to even pretend to have a single chill, between his condition and Keirean having to leave him. He does get it, though? He nods, and doesn't complain, even as the hypervigilance leaves him trembling in that cloak, shaky with tension.]

[goodknightdaddy]

[He hates having to go out of sight but it can't be helped, he just tries to make it quick, some edible plants, and a lucky find of a rabbit that couldn't escape fast enough. They'll eat well but he's anxious to get back to their makeshift camp, hurrying to return. Thet'll need to find water tomorrow though. He's tried to force Kamukura to drink as much as he can, only taking a few sips himself, but even still they aren't equipped for this situation,
they'll run out tomorrow even if he doesn't drink any more himself.

... But that's tomorrow's worry. Survival like this needs to be tackled one thing at a time. ]

Are you awake? I'm back.

[ehnnui]

[snaps his head up, even though it wasn't like he wasn't already extrenely vigilant. just... hallucinating mildly and not trusting his vision.]

My lord...?

[goodknightdaddy]

[Oh boy. He sets the food down and kneels by Kamukura, touching his forehead again. He's too hot.]

I'm here. Please rest while I prepare dinner.

[The worry is actually evident even through his calm outward demeanor.]

[ehnnui]

[he does relax, at that gentle touch. Keirean must be real.]

...I will. My apologies for worrying you.

[goodknightdaddy]

...

[He doesn't know what to say to that. He's the one who hasn't found them a proper place for Kamukura to rest. He's worried, yes. But it's not Kamukura's fault. He shakes his head, awkward, and turns to work on preparing a meal.]