Felltree Marsh I don't know how I'm going to win

The heat of her body was a stark contrast to the chill around them. Yuudai turned his head, a brow raised at her antics. It was a simple scrap, not something that would normally stop him in his tracks. But when it came to Hiromi and Reiko there was no denying them anything. They were his best friends, his family, and he would do anything they asked of him.

“It’s just a scrap, nothing to serious.” His voice was quiet, as was normal for the man, barely over a whisper. But he stopped non-the-less, offering his leg up for further inspection. He let a small smile rest on his lips, as he waited for her to mother-hen him.