[The shopping takes longer than Yuan would like, but it's manageable. Kratos is still dead to the world when he gets back; Yuan leaves things where he can find them and closes the door again.]
[He sleeps lightly that night, and is up before dawn, such that when he hears Kratos's uneven gait in the hall he's already awake and dressed, though not armored. Yuan steps out of his room and into the hall, and it's less disorienting than it should be, seeing his old enemy there in his home.]
Good. You found everything.
[Including the ribbons. Which are a stopgap solution at best, but the easiest thing Yuan could think of without ascertaining what Kratos might prefer to wear.]
[Kratos looks better than he did yesterday, Yuan notes. It's impressive, what good food and a night of solid sleep can do for someone.]
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[He sleeps lightly that night, and is up before dawn, such that when he hears Kratos's uneven gait in the hall he's already awake and dressed, though not armored. Yuan steps out of his room and into the hall, and it's less disorienting than it should be, seeing his old enemy there in his home.]
Good. You found everything.
[Including the ribbons. Which are a stopgap solution at best, but the easiest thing Yuan could think of without ascertaining what Kratos might prefer to wear.]
[Kratos looks better than he did yesterday, Yuan notes. It's impressive, what good food and a night of solid sleep can do for someone.]
I take it the clothing fits.
[Nothing looks too far off from here, anyway.]