[Naoki's face has been fixed into a rigid expression since Ruby and Yang got back. He's glad that neither of them can sense emotions like he can, because the last thing he would've wanted was for them to pick up on his (though he thinks there were more important things on both of their minds). The spike of dread when he'd first saw them, terror, worry, regret, but he didn't let himself show that.
Instead, he hurried to help them inside, tend to both of them (thanking Lucifer, bastard that he was, for giving him a body that was capable of using healing spells).
Now he mills outside of Yang's door, hesitant to go in in case she's sleeping. Eventually, he slides his hand carefully between the door and its frame to ease it open, to slip inside with a soft tread.]
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Instead, he hurried to help them inside, tend to both of them (thanking Lucifer, bastard that he was, for giving him a body that was capable of using healing spells).
Now he mills outside of Yang's door, hesitant to go in in case she's sleeping. Eventually, he slides his hand carefully between the door and its frame to ease it open, to slip inside with a soft tread.]