Yes. Yukimura would never leave him, that much he was confident of. Kusuriyuri, Kurama, and oddly enough Mello too. They would be there always, Ro knew that.

"I'm sorry," he said, letting his head fall forward onto Yukimura's shoulder. His hair was still wet, Yukimura's too, and it was cold now. Was Yukimura cold? "I didn't mean to--" to slip?

He needed to sit. "I need to sit." Sit, please. I just...I want to sleep and not think. If I stay awake I don't trust myself to not--to not shatter.