I feel his fingertips brushing at my cheek as he pushes my hair back, then tries to angle my face back around. I don't want to open my eyes again, I feel as though, if I engage or respond, he'll just start yelling at me some more.

But his hand is gentle and I give up, opening my eyes and letting him examine me to the best of his ability.

"I'm not in pain, Takatora. I would accept some water, though."