[ Some part of him, the part always on alert for potential threats and how they might be aimed his way, is alarmed that this? Is a display of something which very much can be used against him, in that besides the occasional nap leaning on each other as the majority of their contact this is something else entirely. But Claude can't bring himself to worry about that now, not when a glance around reveals others suffering just as much. He should check on Steve, too, but for right now he stays right here as Sylvain slowly pulls himself together.

Along with that comes something more familiar, even if one of them will have an easier time slipping back into it. Pretending to be normal and completely unruffled, at least, is an act Claude absolutely excels at when it's called for, so here's a believable enough laugh as a preface. ]

Definitely not. You're absolutely banned from watch duty until further notice.

[ He's tempted to reach for one of Sylvain's hands, but the peeks he's been sneaking at them reveal that they still look incredibly painful. Claude can find scratches in there amongst the scrapes layering over and under them, and each injury brings another question to mind. Instead he keeps one of his own hands in Sylvain's hair while the other trails over his back now that he's more upright. ]

Somewhere Teach is disappointed in both of us for not upholding the sacrament of watch duty. Just imagine that disapproving stare like it's the academy days all over again.