[At least one of them looks decent as Chikusa opens the door, clearly in good health and having long changed out of his 'work clothes'. He purses his lips at the sign of exhaustion, but opens the door wide for him.]
If you were tired, you didn't have to come.... [A pointed stare at what's in his arms.] Or bring wine...
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If you were tired, you didn't have to come.... [A pointed stare at what's in his arms.] Or bring wine...