[ Jyuto shifts under Sasara's weight, stabilizing his arm over his shoulder. He's about to nag at Samatoki himself, but wordlessly, he appreciates the help Sasara's offered him. He doesn't know the comedian well enough to have any sort of opinion on him, but it's refreshing that at least Samatoki's former teammate has some sense of keeping a look out for him, someone who's been reckless as long as Jyuto has known him. ]

You don't have a say in the matter, Samatoki. [ Frankly. Jyuto will bend him over the car, cuff and drag him if he needs to. The text message had summoned him specifically to play the role of nurse, hadn't it? Jyuto's been invited, and he's not about to do him a disservice. Something may be sprained.

He hoists and walks Sasara along towards the police car with a muttered apology, a polite one between strangers. He can't say this is the way he'd imagined he'd learn more about Sasara, but somehow, he's happy he was entrusted to this task before anyone else. (Though he can't help but keep thinking that Riou makes a better heavy lifter...) ]

Don't make me bend you over and cuff you— [ Bitten mom threat, called back to Yokohama blood. He lowers Sasara into the backseat in the meantime, careful. ] There we go. Do you need water or anything before we depart?