Gratefully tucking her hand into Shinji's, Kyoko let out a soft sigh through her nose. There. Now there might actually be some hope of rest.

But not while tears were sliding hot down Kaito's cheeks, so close to her face that for a moment she wasn't sure they weren't her own. Chest tight, she squeezed Shinji's hand as she leaned in, her nose brushing the side of Kaito's face. It was all right to cry; she was going to be right here with him through it all.