Kit hadn't been immune to her attempt in the car. It was just that he was further allergic to his own bullheadedness. In the past, his behavior had made strong girls crumble. People who argue are not always experts at silences. He was also a little surprised at her vocabulary on the matter. She didn't really know what to say, but she said that very well, anyway. He didn't know she was giving him sharp new weapons to brandish on less well-spoken hearts later. Mostly, he'd been blind by annoyance, self-justified boy, when she spoke, and then blind for anything but her when he was certain she didn't see.<br/><br/>Nahoya had been worried about Rei, but Kit had played his role in their deceit and entertained him. The food was good, and there was more of it now. Naho forgot quickly, and Kit kept him until he thought it was appropriate. At least they had this game going for them, him and her, when they weren't speaking to each other. He didn't think too much on her while he got ready for bed, but he still saw her face when he had to satisfy himself when the hour was getting late and he couldn't sleep. She was staring at him with her panties still in her mouth. What a lure she could be, when she did what he wanted.<br/><br/>In the morning he was deciding weather to retort on her confusion with his own, leftovers hanging on his shoulder while he waited for her to get ready. She was as quiet as someone late shouldn't and eventually Nahoya came down alone. It was a short conversation about how sorry the older brother was, and that it wasn't at all that Kitato's education was more important than his own job, but that Rei needed him, and Nahoya had postponed an important deadline too long, and it wouldn't happen again. Naho had found a strange grin on Kit's face, and no argument at all.<br/><br/>Kit had already stepped out of his shoes when his brother had him lock the door. Fever was alright. Fever wasn't contagious. And Naho wouldn't really get to think it was odd that Kit had caught something from someone in the same house, especially when he'd been tasked to take care of her. The miscreant rolled his shoulder as he quietly ran up the stairs with a glass of water and her favorite chocolate. Even his idea of a cure was juvenile.<br/><br/>When he stuck his head in, it was partially out of glee. At least his sour of the car ride had been diluted in this new mission. Part of him knew the original discontentment was a wash because any Kit wouldn't want Rei to be sick by herself. Naho had left the blinds down, and the room did seem hotter than usual with minimal threads of admittedly dramatic sunlight. He placed the glass by her nightstand, and crossed the bar over it's crystal lips as he sat down by her side. Any siblings summon their better sides when one of them is sick.<br/><br/>He ran his hand through her hair, and it was appropriately damp. He moved her slightly while not taking off the blanket, and place his knuckles on her forehead. Naho hadn't been wrong about that. A slow exhale through his nose suggested he liked when she was in this kind of distress, smeared in fever condensation and so many degrees boiling. Still, he went to their closet and found a small towel. When he returned her dabbed it on her neck and chin. Rei was ambitious, and most of the time she could do anything she decided she wanted, but seeing her like this was nice too. Kit didn't get to feel useful for anyone, really, just a burden, which strangely prompted the youngster to be more so, but today he was tending to Rei's health, and he kind of liked it. She was helpless also, but he tried not to enjoy that.<br/><br/>"Hey, sis." he said, and it was a remnant of less complicated eras. He tried helping her up sitting against the bedboard. Hard not think about the suggestions of them being in the same bed, Naho's bed, but he didn't put any stock into it, despite her hair being close to exactly as damp as it had been on their first time, on her desk, in the swelter. He held the bottom of the now wet glass to her cheek to give her some relief. "You gotta drink this." he said with some stern tone, imitating Naho's dumb voice before lowering the glass lip to hers.