"How are you feeling?" Mikazuki questioned as Orga limped out onto the farmhouse's porch. Orga smiled at him and willed himself to feel better than he did.

"It won't be a bad day," Orga replied as he sat down and reached to pull Mikazuki to lean against him. Carefully, Mika brought his hand up over Orga's and squeezed.

"You always say that."

Orga chuckled and glanced out at the yard, to where Kudelia was helping Atra hang the wash, despite Akatsuki's attempts to also 'help'.

"That's because I mean it," Orga replied. "It won't be a bad day at all."