[Absolutely nothing like a "normal" exhaustion he knows, such as physically from battles and tasks. Ookurikara gently press the back of his hand to Tsurumaru's forehead, just in case. His concerned eyes are glancing all over, from Tsurumaru's body to his face... and of course, those beautiful wings of his.]
What's...
[What's causing this? His first thoughts are the wings, as it matches the timing perfectly.]
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[Absolutely nothing like a "normal" exhaustion he knows, such as physically from battles and tasks. Ookurikara gently press the back of his hand to Tsurumaru's forehead, just in case. His concerned eyes are glancing all over, from Tsurumaru's body to his face... and of course, those beautiful wings of his.]
What's...
[What's causing this? His first thoughts are the wings, as it matches the timing perfectly.]