[Ran catches Kaito before he can pitch onto the floor. She makes a 'tsk' sound as she carefully adjusts her hold on him so that she can finish dealing with his arm wound before lowering him down onto the tatami. Men. No stamina.

A futon is dragged over to Kaito, and he is carefully lifted onto it. After some hesitation and modesty and rather more bafflement and confusion, Kaito's jumpsuit and t-shirt are removed. Conan is summoned to watch over the unconscious Kaito as Ran washes the garments and they are hung to dry over the cooking fire, as a pot of rice gruel is set to cook.

By the time the Kaito wakes, there is a comforting smell emanating from the fire, the room warm and cosy. Ran is sitting to a quiet cup of tea, Conan having been dispatched to find their patient suitable clothing and retrieve Ran's bundle of food. She's lost in thought, idly polishing her swords as she waits for her tea to cool.