One thing about Kusuriyuri, he realised, that may have made him uncomfortable before was there different ways of expressing humour. Kusuriyuri's was there, just hidden behind layers and layers. He also didn't react like most would to things he said.

After a while he scooped Boukensha up and set him down by Kusuriyuri. He rolled over a little and pressed his lips to Kusuriyuri's shoulder, hand covering that of the peddler's that was on his stomach.