There is no apparent reason, nor warning as Zekrom comes suddenly walking in, all but collapsing on the boy. Maybe he's tired?
Oh? Touya doesn't seem to struggle under the other's weight, keeping him up properly as the boy peeks at his companion curiously. Arms come up to loosely wrap around Zekrom's shoulders while a hand gives a pat.
"Is everything okay? Do you need a rest, or some water?"











