He's never seen it before. He's known C.C to return after dying but he's never witnessed her body mend itself. Now he holds L.L in his arms as his body knits itself back together. He doesn't look, he keeps his gaze ahead, the dark look keeping anyone who might be curious or worried away.

He lets L.L take the lead as they arrive at the suite. The adrenaline might have left L.L but it is still soaring through Suzaku as he hovers, letting L.L open the door.

He doesn't know what to do. What to say. What can be said at a time like this? He settles for what he knows best, to be silent, to be stoic, to obey.

He goes to find the clothes, L.L is very well organised and so it is no trouble to find a t shirt and trousers, before grabbing the clothes in the bottom drawer, clothes he seemed to be wearing more than he would have chosen to.

He paused at the bathroom door before knocking, unsure where to leave L.L's clothes.