Ryohei really doesn’t need anymore input on the matter, because he goes running off back into the house- front door this time. That just leaves Ken and Chikusa back sitting on the lawn, Chikusa still shrunk back against Ken.

At least he seems to be giving some thought to it all, lips drawn tight together as he stares at the door Ryohei has just vanished through. For a few tense seconds, he thinks heavily. Eventually- “We’re not going to a hospital.” Like it really needs to be said for either of them.