[He's not entirely sure that Syaoran or Mokona are here, if they are then they might be from different points in time like he and Fai are. Kurogane has already asked around a little bit while he was out running his errands. Informed the individual at the front desk to alert him if anyone came asking about them. If Fai were in any shape to be walking about, he knows they wouldn't be laying about in the hotel right now. Surely if any of them were here they would find their way to the hotel located in the central of the city.
At the complaint he makes a sound that is clearly a sign that he doesn't particularly care if the clothes are wrinkled.]
They're just clothes, idiot.
[Still spoken without malice or real bitternesss of any kind. He doesn't move as Fai settles into the bed, merely checking to make sure the mage is covered up properly. Not a word is spoken about how the other man buries his face from view or if he even believes that Fai will sleep for a single second. After all that happened, Fai just might.]
no subject
At the complaint he makes a sound that is clearly a sign that he doesn't particularly care if the clothes are wrinkled.]
They're just clothes, idiot.
[Still spoken without malice or real bitternesss of any kind. He doesn't move as Fai settles into the bed, merely checking to make sure the mage is covered up properly. Not a word is spoken about how the other man buries his face from view or if he even believes that Fai will sleep for a single second. After all that happened, Fai just might.]