[He closed his eyes and heaved a sigh, already seeing that there was no way to further avoid this conversation. Sparing Kouha the pain of this was a practice in futility as it was.

He was a son of Ren Koutoku, and one of only three fathered by that man. He had a keen eye for detail, a warrior's spirit, and an understanding of the people around him that made him an excellent King Candidate. Though Kouha couldn't see it himself, Koumei could see what it was that Leraje had seen in the young man.]

...So you noticed, [Koumei said, not even bothering to question his brother as he pulled himself into a sitting position. Although he had been conscious to keep himself covered as much as possible, there was only so much he could do to hide in such close quarters.

The few who had seen hadn't asked, and for that he was grateful.]

Make yourself comfortable, Kouha-- we've much to talk about, and more than enough time to do so, if you want to do it now.