It's not more than a minute, but the moment feels longer for Yuya. His hand is still, but relaxed, and the tension in his shoulders eases out slowly while they look at each other. Briefly his mind blanks about the rest of the situation, and he grounds himself in Gongenzaka's gaze to stop panicking. That steady presence always helps Yuya anchor himself.

That much is the same. Yuya's gotten used to Gongenzaka's current appearance, because no matter how much the magic changes him his friend still comes through in his expression. That's his smile, the laugh Yuya works so hard to achieve, and the hard and steady grey color of his eye. Yeah, definitely Gongenzaka. His best friend that means so much, that he'd fight so hard to protect. And that's surprisingly strong in the face of what he's suffered, and Yuya's reminded why he looks up to him.

He's sure what he thought before was right. Anyone would be lucky to have Gongenzaka. Yuya would be lucky, to...

He blinks rapidly, suddenly coming to attention that he's just sitting here staring at Gongenzaka and thinking about how much he loves him. He pulls his hand back, looking bewildered and there's a brief blush at his cheeks just as Gongenzaka finally speaks up.

It clears as his gaze drifts sideways, skeptical. "Can you even move enough to push the bed around?"