--- The night after ---
Kori didn't knock – she never did. Raizen just woke to the soft scrape of the attic door and the smell of herbal tea, and found her crouched beside his bed in the strip of city light from the window, grinning down at him like she'd been waiting there for hours.
"Get up," she whispered. "Midnight walk."
He jerked upright so fast he nearly cracked his forehead against hers. Kori leaned out of the way without any visible effort and pressed a finger to her own lips, nodding at the other bed. Hikari had turned toward the wall in her sleep, her wrapped wrist tucked against her chest, her breathing slow and even.
"You said I'd pick the day," Raizen whispered back, voice thick with sleep.
