Mom, C'mon, Wake Up [Ira, Yugiri]

"Thanks."

Normally, Ira would have argued with her about the fact that he didn't consider himself a girl, but given Yugiri's current state he felt like that would be somewhat fruitless of an endeavor. He kept a sigh from coming out and turned on the water for her, making sure it was at least mostly warm before he rolled up his sleeves and got to work.

Just, you know, don't think about it. Think about the situation itself. Picture her like one of the boys or something.

"Wouldn't dream of it."

Despite the calloused hands he'd acquired, and his general masculine demeanor, he was still careful with Yugiri, if only because he was going out of his way to be as gentle as he could be here.

The water was annoyingly loud. If she wasn't sitting then she probably would've fallen over by now. Though even if she fell over she was adequately set-up and had Ira supporting her in this indirect way. It was a little different to change this dynamic, if she had to think of it then she would probably put it down to relinquishing the power in their dynamic.

The water did feel nice though, if a little on the colder side for her preferences.

"You suck at this."

It might've come out more eloquently if she was not nursing a headache, maybe she'd have thought to specify that Ira was almost being too tender and ginger with her actions given her own constitution was by no means weak or anything. She once again missed the mark of this whole situation might be uncomfortable for her.

Ouch. Well, Ira figured anything probably would have felt bad in her state, so he wasn't gonna take it too hard that she wasn't enjoying this. At least the water was warming up a little more now. He lifted Yugiri's arm and continued his work, keeping his attention on the work rather than...well, her.

"Sorry. Too hard? Too soft?"

He could've given her shit about it, but arguing was definitely not the play right now. Besides, she was almost kinda pathetic like this. In a way, it felt nice to take care of someone again. Reminded him of when he was old.

"Too soft. I'm not frail or anything."

She said with a hint of irritation which wasn't his fault, she just wasn't in a good mood especially when she had to accept this situation for what it was. It was a thing on her pride and not wanting to receive help from others. Just the simple task of him helping her in this reminded her of her younger days of being crippled. The powerlessness, the reliance and the pity. It made her gut churn with disgust and frustration.

Maybe because it was Ira as well who had up until now been someone she kept under her wing and to need to extend that hand of needing help made it all the more worse.

"That's true, but hey, gotta treat a lady right."

It definitely wasn't spoken in any flirtatious way, though, nor did he mean 'lady' in any noble sense. It was just how Ira would treat a woman, but of course, she was probably the most important woman in his life. Not that he'd say that so openly. It was kind of embarrassing. Instead, he just put more effort into his scrubbing, making sure he was thorough without being overly forward.

"It'd be a pretty bad way of repaying you if I couldn't at least do somethin' like this, right?"

"Why would you owe me anything? I kept took responsibility of you after I saved you that day."

She muttered to him. It wasn't like Yugiri ever really expected anything from her, despite the fact that she was keenly aware that she made Ira do a lot of the chores but that was for her continued support rather than letting the kid have to make it on her own. She liked to think of it as a mutually beneficial agreement between them.

Letting the girl keep up the good work, Yugiri waited for her to finish before sighing and reaching up to try and turn the taps off.

"Alright, all done."

"Yeah, I know you did, but that doesn't mean I shouldn't help anyway."

Ira was pretty glad to know this was over, at least, because the last thing he wanted was any more contact with naked Yugiri. She was hot, yeah, but...well, he was kind of over that by now. Call it maturity, or just the fact that she was like a sister to him.

"You need a hand drying off?"

He grabbed the towel, though he didn't start drying Yugiri off just yet. If she could dry herself off, that'd be good. Great, really.

"No, I can do it."

She said and took the towel from the girl, hands going to work at getting herself dry enough to tenderly stand up. She felt so unsteady on her feet but that was mostly because it of her headache and the wet floor. Yugiri refused to slip over on a bathroom floor when she took pride in her surefootedness.

"Alright, you can go make breakfast if you want. I'm getting dressed."

Yugiri did not specify that the clothes she had sure did only include underwear and a shirt because there was not a chance in Hell that she was going out feeling like this. She was going to sit on a couch and try to relax through this hangover.

Ira kept an eye on her as she crossed the bathroom, obviously wanting to keep her from falling over. If she fell, it probably wouldn't even hurt her, given how strong she was, but he still wanted to save her the embarrassment.

"Sounds good. It'll be ready by the time you get dressed, I'll make sure about that."

In fact, it was pretty much close to being done already. He'd known as soon as he woke up that Yugiri was going to be way too hungover, and he'd started prepping breakfast first thing. Despite it not really being his forte at all, he made a concerted effort to put together a traditional Japanese breakfast for her, putting all that travel knowledge to use. After all, she'd probably prefer that.