[Yuan looks up at Dirk with a mild frown, like he'd very much prefer to argue.]
Are you planning to tuck us in now?
[As though he doesn't have one arm neatly tucked around Kratos, minding the wound; as though Kratos doesn't seem like he's about to pass out against Yuan's shoulder.]
[As though what he's passing Kratos mentally isn't the equivalent of a peaceful smile.]
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Are you planning to tuck us in now?
[As though he doesn't have one arm neatly tucked around Kratos, minding the wound; as though Kratos doesn't seem like he's about to pass out against Yuan's shoulder.]
[As though what he's passing Kratos mentally isn't the equivalent of a peaceful smile.]