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Only briefly then I must work on that recipe. The kitchens should still be open at this hour.

[ But a request from Corrin isn't something he can ignore. He is a retainer to his royal family, after all. That means if he requires his assistance for anything, it's his first priority to fulfill his commands.

He looks around the room, already seized by the strong urge to start tidying up. How could they leave anything in this much of a disarray? Is this what life without his servants is like for Corrin? ]

My lord, if I may...

[ He's just going to start moving a few things here and there before sliding one gloved hand along the surface of one of his tables and frowning. ]

These counters are quite dusty. Not as an insult to you, I know this is above your station.

Subaki...

[ Corrin can't help but sigh at him, worry and concern in his voice (and also command, he is a prince after all) at that remark, but he lets it go for now in favour of replying to what Subaki says. He blinks- ]

Oh- right, I've been cleaning them all myself. I didn't want to do too much in case my roommates felt intruded on, but I figured that's what I should do, since the maids don't clean up here.

[ He's actually done a good job of keeping the place tidy- just the particulars, such as the dust, are hard to get to for him... he never had to pay that much attention back home. ]

Why don't you ask me for my assistance? You know this is one of my many specialties.

[ What isn't his specialty really? ]

I could have this room cleaned for you in no time, and you wouldn't have to live in such filth.

[ It pains him to know that royalty must suffer like this. It's beneath Corrin's station to worry about such things. He should keep his mind clear to plan and strategize.

His hand is already reaching for the prince's bed sheets, tugging them tightly around the mattress and smoothing out the little wrinkles. He will sleep easier knowing that Corrin is also not lying among such bumpy ridges. ]

B-Because you already do so much, Subaki!!

[ The words are exclaimed before he can stop himself, but they're spoken with sincerity. ]

I'm not as good as Jakob, or Felicia and Flora, but I can at least tell when my retainers are doing too much! A-And you're not just my retainer now either! After everything...

[ He looks upset as he clenches his fist. ]

We're friends too! Can't I look out for a friend who is clearly doing too much than he can handle? It's unfair.

And what's one more task?

[ In spite of their bond here, it doesn't quite change the fact that he is of a lower rank and that Corrin needs to focus his efforts in other places. This is beneath royalty, and Subaki would feel even more lost and out of sorts if he didn't have someone to serve at all. ]

If it's for you and the royal family, it's an honor and also my duty. Our friendship doesn't change that fact.

[ Rather, it makes him all the more willing. He doesn't think he'd have been happy or as able to burden himself for people he didn't like. ]

Please rely on me and ask me for assistance.

[ He doesn't know how he's supposed to get through to him at this rate. The frustration is showing on his face now. ]

Is it? Do you enjoy being in such a tired state that you don't notice when your fabric bottom gets chewed off? That you need to rely on medication to force yourself awake? That doesn't seem very perfect to me, Subaki...

[ He looks sad now. ]

And honestly, I'd rather you not be if it means you get more rest before you help. I admire that you really try so hard and do so well at everything... but if it's affecting your health, I- I have to put my foot down.

[ Look at how serious he is!! ]

[ That's a bit startling. He's never seen Corrin snap like that at anyone before, let alone himself. He does feel a bit chastised, unsure what he should do. He settles for trying to be honest. He owes their fearless leader that much- ]

...Forgive me, Lord Corrin. I'll leave it as it is. Truthfully, it's for the better. I wouldn't be able to do a good job like this. I can't keep my eyes open any longer.

[ As hard as it is to admit, he is utterly exhausted, probably more than he has been in a while. He hadn't exactly fared as well as he'd pretended to when he arrived in this place and had been doing so much to adjust, to help his allies, to help the princess.

The weight comes crashing down on him all at once from above, and he slumps over on the nearest chair, sagging like a rag doll as his head hits the table, ready to sleep for a century. ]

I'll only be... a bit... my lord.

[ He knows- well, he can tell, and it breaks his heart that the poor man's been doing so much more than he can handle. It's why he quickly rushes over to his side, moving an arm in front of him to support him and he whispers- ]

Subaki, hey, not there.

[ He'll be walking him to the bed now, thank goodness for sword-strengthened arms, and quickly pushing the covers aside, he has the taller man slip under his covers. ]

Rest here. I'm going to be reading, so- please don't argue, and just sleep.

[ There's a quiet smile on his face as he pushes the blanket up over him before he does protest, and covers him so just his head is sticking out. ]

You'll do better when you wake, okay? I know it!

[ His reply is a muffled set of garbled words spoken into the pillow as he turns over and smushes his face even harder against it. It's most undignified, but he's in no position to argue right now, hungering for the sleep he's neglected to give himself for so long. He's definitely making up for that lost time now as he finally rests, but he'll be quite embarrassed by this in the morning! ]

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