[Time, at least, they have in plenty for now. And inch by inch, one little bit at a time, Yuan can feel the way Kratos untangles.]

[Only a little, maybe. But a difference, which is enough.]

[When Kratos assents, Yuan finally lets go of him-- almost gingerly at first, watching as he stands before standing himself. When he's sure Kratos isn't about to fall over again, he goes to the door.]

[It's much like that as they descend the stairs, Yuan not quite outpacing him, always within arm's reach.]

[Downstairs Raine has settled a little apart from the others, mostly so she can talk to Botta in an undertone, which breaks off when she senses the presence of the others. Genis isn't too far after her in looking up, though he looks more visibly tired, and is sticking close to Lloyd.]

[Yuan surveys them all and says nothing about how warm they make his heart, more often than not.]

Kratos will be fine. Lloyd, come here for a moment.

[Do me a favor and hug your son, Kratos, if you can bear to be touched. It will save us both some time and energy settling them.]