[ Sasuke creates distance between them again. It isn’t completely unexpected, but Rokurou isn’t sure what he did to make the man raise his guard. Something he mulls on only for a moment. It could have been anything, or nothing at all—he barely knows Sasuke. Figuring out his bottom line will take time. ]

Showing me how to use this is all the repayment I need. [ he’s taken up the phone again, fiddling with it in his hands to pass time while the curry simmers, ] If it’s for communication I want to know how to do it too.

[ Sasuke has already said it’s fine, but in the end, Rokurou just can’t let it go. He glances up from the phone to continue, ]

Sure, I’ll pack you some in a box. [ or whatever is close to a food box here; there are some interesting things in the cabinets, ] And I know you’ll be fine, but you should have something. Take a pillow and blanket from here if you don’t have.

[ Who hasn’t slept on the ground outside or on the floor of a cold, dirty prison cell? But if there are options Sasuke shouldn’t have to do that.

But that’s just his own feelings. Rokurou doesn’t like the thought of the other man curled up on the cold floor without a stitch of bedding, and what he doesn’t like he doesn’t like. ]