<span style="font-weight: bold">"Even if I could make myself forget those I've lost I wouldn't ever."</span>Kenta hadn't realized he was holding his breath until he exhaled.  Part of him was glad to know that about Chaz. That he respected honoring those who had passed. but the rest of him felt, wrong. Like there was a pit in his chest, threatening to grow. Kenta's eyes focused on the bubbles rolling in the stew, trying to find a new place for his thoughts to settle. He only registered that it was ready once Chaz had scooped some into a bowl and shoved it towards him. Kenta quickly accepted the bowl and downed its contents in no time. It took him a moment to realize that it had been his only meal today. Maybe it was the hunger, or maybe Chaz had some decent prep skills, either way, Kenta hadn't had something so delicious in a while. Within no time, the pair had finished off the stew and sat as the lethargy set it like a weight on their shoulders.<br/><br/>Kenta let out a noisy yawn right before Chaz tossed something at him. It took a moment for his tired eyes to focus in "Hey, What's your deal?" he yawned the entire statement.<span style="font-weight: bold">"You. Bath. Now. If I have to I'll drag you to the river and bathe you myself, but one way or another you are going to bathe</span><br/><br/>Kenta flopped into the dirt and grumbled in irritation "Seriously, two baths in one day?" he let out a noisy burp before wiping at his eyes with his sleeve "I love baths as much as the next guy, except if that guys you!" he whined<br/><br/>"I'll do it in the morning, 'kay? kay! Night~" he sung before rolling over on his stomach.